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

All love is lost but upon God alone.

A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.

A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.

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

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

Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.