We are never so defensless against suffering as when we love.

Love is suffering. One side always loves more.

Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.

Whatever is done for love always occurs beyond good and evil.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

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

If you could only love enough, you could be the most powerful person in the world.

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

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