You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a read more

You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one's nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength.

Passion doesn't look beyond the moment of its existence.

Passion doesn't look beyond the moment of its existence.

Marriage is our last, best chance to grow up.

Marriage is our last, best chance to grow up.

Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do read more

Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.

Error always addresses the passions and prejudices; truth scorns such mean intrigue, and only addresses the understanding and the conscience.

Error always addresses the passions and prejudices; truth scorns such mean intrigue, and only addresses the understanding and the conscience.

The love received is the love that is saved.

The love received is the love that is saved.

A compliment is like a kiss through a veil.

A compliment is like a kiss through a veil.

The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, while the heart of the fool is in the read more

The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, while the heart of the fool is in the house of entertainment.

The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.

The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.