True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.
love is like ghosts, few have seen
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
