There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.

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

Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.

Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

When you have really exhausted an experience you always reverence and love it.

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

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