The essence of love is getting out of oneself and into others. When we care less about our feelings, our read more

The essence of love is getting out of oneself and into others. When we care less about our feelings, our rights, our happiness, our security, etc., and begin to concern ourselves with the feelings, rights, happiness, and security of others, we will have found the true power of love.”

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity: no really self-respecting woman would take advantage of read more

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity: no really self-respecting woman would take advantage of it.

Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never read more

Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.

You can always get someone to love you, even if you have to do it yourself.

You can always get someone to love you, even if you have to do it yourself.

When love's well-timed 'tis not a fault of love;
The strong, the brave, the virtuous, and the wise,
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When love's well-timed 'tis not a fault of love;
The strong, the brave, the virtuous, and the wise,
Sink in the soft captivity together.

We conceal it from ourselves in vain-- we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the read more

We conceal it from ourselves in vain-- we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.

The head never rules the heart but just becomes its partner in crime.

The head never rules the heart but just becomes its partner in crime.

One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall;
A mighty love within my breast has grown,
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One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall;
A mighty love within my breast has grown,
Unseen, unspoken, and of no one known;
And of my sweet, who gave it, least of all.
[Fr., Ma vie a son secret, mon ame a son mystere:
Un amour eternel en un moment concu.
La mal est sans remede, aussi j'ai du le taire,
Et elle qui l'a fait n'en a jamais rien su.]

Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.

Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.