Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, read more

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.

Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.rn

Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.rn

There isn't any formula or method. You learn to love by loving - by paying attention and doing what one read more

There isn't any formula or method. You learn to love by loving - by paying attention and doing what one thereby discovers has to be done.

To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven.

To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven.

One is never too old to yearn.

One is never too old to yearn.

Love is a game that two can play and both win.

Love is a game that two can play and both win.

The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.

The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.

A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself read more

A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.

There is always something left to love. And if you ain't learned that, you ain't learned nothing.

There is always something left to love. And if you ain't learned that, you ain't learned nothing.