Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

Love is the joy of the good, the wonder of the wise, the amazement of the Gods.

When we are in love we seem to ourselves quite different from what we were before.

The best proof of love is trust.

Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.

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

Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.

True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.

Whoso loves Believes the impossible.