There is nothing like love in this world unless you experience it.

Economized love is never real love.

It is better to love, than to never have loved before.

I am you and you are love and that is what makes the world go 'round.

Let no one who loves be unhappy.
Even love unreturned has its rainbow.

Love is hard to get into, but harder to get out of.

he who cries the loudest shows the most pain
he who keeps it all inside dies in vain
(from 'when a thought becomes u')

The soul that can speak through the eyes can also kiss with a gaze.

Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret



Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.

Let there be such oneness between us,
that when one cries, the other tastes salt~

Men are always sincere.
They change sincerity, that's all!

Love covers all sins.



Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death.



Thy navel is like a round goblet, which
wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an
heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Thy two breasts are like two young
roes that are twins.
Thy neck is like a tower of ivory;
thine eyes like the fishpools in
Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim:
thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon
which looketh toward Damascus.
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel,
and the hair of thine head like purple;
the king is held in the galleries.
How fair and how pleasant art thou,
O love, for delights!
(Song of Solomon 7:2-6)



If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels,
but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
If I have the gift of prophecy
and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge,
and if I have a faith that can move mountains,
but have not love, I am nothing.
If I give all I possess to the poor
and surrender my body to the flames,
but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts,
always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies,
they will cease; where there are tongues,
they will be stilled; where there is knowledge,
it will pass away.
For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.
When I was a child, I talked like a child,
I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.
When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.
Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror;
then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part;
then I shall know fully,
even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.
But the greatest of these is love.
(1 Corinthians 13)



There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.
(1 John 4:18)

Ideally, couples need three lives; one for him, one for her and one for them together.

Love seeketh not Itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives it ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.

When I saw you I fell in love.
And you smiled because you knew.

To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.

The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one,
Yet the light of the bright world dies
with the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
when love is done.

I could do without many things with no hardship--you are not one of them.

A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.

Take away love, and our earth is a tomb.



Outside are the storms and strangers:
We - Oh, close, safe and warm
sleep I and she, I and she . . .

At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

Each morning as I awaken, you're the reason I smile. You're the reason I love!

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love, you will find
that you are left holding only yourself.

Absence is to love what wind is to fire;
it extinguishes the small, it inflames the great.
("Histoire amoureuse des Gaules")

Love is the language our hearts use to speak to one another. For you, my dear, my heart sings.

And I would hear yet once before I perish
The voice which was my music--Speak to me!



In her first passion woman loves her lover,
In all the others all she loves is love.



Love will find a way through paths
where wolves fear to prey.



Alas! the love of women! it is known
To be a lovely and fearful thing!