Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.
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Trust in what you love, continue to do it, and it will take you where you need to go.
Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope