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

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

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

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.

Friendship often ends in love but love in friendship - never.

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

The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.

Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.

A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.