Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.

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

A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.

All love shifts and changes. I don't know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

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

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

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