In how many lives does Love really play a dominant part? The average taxpayer is no more capable of a read more

In how many lives does Love really play a dominant part? The average taxpayer is no more capable of a 'grand passion' than of a grand opera.

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.

Love is like pi - natural, irrational, and VERY important.

Love is like pi - natural, irrational, and VERY important.

The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really read more

The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really love anybody with whom we never laugh. Love is in the giver, not the gift. He told me that once he forgot himself and opened up like a door with a loose latch and everything fell out and he tried for days to put it all back in the proper order, but he finally gave up and left if there in a pile and loved everything equally. thanks to a subscriber!

You've got to love what's loveable and hate what's hateable. It takes brains to see the difference.

You've got to love what's loveable and hate what's hateable. It takes brains to see the difference.

Next to coming to a good understanding with a new mistress, I love a quarrel with an old one.

Next to coming to a good understanding with a new mistress, I love a quarrel with an old one.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear pain or read more

If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear pain or loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater.

You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.

You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.