Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.

Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.

All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached by love.

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.

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

Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.

A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

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

The best smell in the world is that man that you love.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.