We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

Love is the only reality and it is not a more sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.

If you wished to be loved, love.

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

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.

The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.

We may give without loving, but we cannot love without giving.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.