Love is the joy of the good, the wonder of the wise, the amazement of the Gods.

Love is the joy of the good, the wonder of the wise, the amazement of the Gods.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,rnAnd therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,rnAnd therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

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!

The course of true love never did run smooth.

The course of true love never did run smooth.

Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation.

Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation.

Love is a thing that is full of cares and fears.

Love is a thing that is full of cares and fears.

We live in the world when we love it.

We live in the world when we love it.

Just like you wouldn't give a book to someone who doesn't know how to read, don't give your heart to read more

Just like you wouldn't give a book to someone who doesn't know how to read, don't give your heart to someone who doesn't know how to love.

The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.

The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.