Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.

Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.

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.

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.

We live in the world when we love it.

We live in the world when we love it.

Love, with very young people, is a heartless business. We drink at that age from thirst, or to get drunk; read more

Love, with very young people, is a heartless business. We drink at that age from thirst, or to get drunk; it is only later in life that we occupy ourselves with the individuality of our wine.

When poverty comes in at doors, love leaps out at windows.

When poverty comes in at doors, love leaps out at windows.

The most precious gift we can offer anyone is our attention. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom read more

The most precious gift we can offer anyone is our attention. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom like flowers.

When you can't believe your eyes, you can always trust your heart. Love makes anything possible.

When you can't believe your eyes, you can always trust your heart. Love makes anything possible.

Banish night! Welcome light!
Love is the brightest star!

Banish night! Welcome light!
Love is the brightest star!