The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.

The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.

'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third read more

'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning; for there is no force able to resist it.

Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?

Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?

The porcupine, whom one must handle gloved, May be respected, but is never loved.

The porcupine, whom one must handle gloved, May be respected, but is never loved.

Love is a spirit of all compact of fire.

Love is a spirit of all compact of fire.

Love is not only something you feel, it is something you do.

Love is not only something you feel, it is something you do.

Can there be a love which does not make demands on its object? -Confucius.

Can there be a love which does not make demands on its object? -Confucius.

For in the end, we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will read more

For in the end, we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will understand only what we are taught.

Love is not who you can see yourself with. It is who you can’t see yourself without.

Love is not who you can see yourself with. It is who you can’t see yourself without.