Whoso loves Believes the impossible.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.

Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.

Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.

You, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.

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

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

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

Love is energy of life.