There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

Love is the joy of the good, the wonder of the wise, the amazement of the Gods.

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

All love is lost but upon God alone.

If you can learn to love yourself and all the flaws, you can love other people so much better. And that makes you so happy.

Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes.

Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.

All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.