Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
LOVE, LOVE IS A FRUIT IN SEASON AT ALL TIMES
To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.
being loved, loving is angelic
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.
LOVE, THERE IS NO DISGUISE WHICH CAN HIDE LOVE