Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is read more

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.

We can only hate the person whom we love.

We can only hate the person whom we love.

Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of read more

Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of the great sum what is light;
Ask what is darkness of the night;
Ask sin of what may be forgiven;
Ask what is happiness of heaven;
Ask what is folly of the crowd;
Ask what is fashion of the shroud;
Ask what is sweetness of thy kiss;
Ask of thyself what beauty is.

A man is only as good as what he loves.

A man is only as good as what he loves.

Love is space and time measured by the heart.

Love is space and time measured by the heart.

Footfalls echo in the memory, Down the passage which we did not take, Towards the door we never opened Into read more

Footfalls echo in the memory, Down the passage which we did not take, Towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden.

Love may conquer all, but it needs time as its field general.

Love may conquer all, but it needs time as its field general.

Love is not singular except in syllable.

Love is not singular except in syllable.

Many people when they fall in love look for a little haven of refuge from the world, where they can read more

Many people when they fall in love look for a little haven of refuge from the world, where they can be sure of being admired when they are not admirable, and praised when they are not praiseworthy.