Woe to the one whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love, and to put its trust in life

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only what you are expecting to give - which is everything.

Sweet is the dream, divinely sweet, when absent souls in fantasy meet.

The heart has its reasons, which reasons it knows not of.

Why love, if losing hurts so much? We love to know we are not alone.

Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.

Absence is to love, as wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small and kindles the great.

Promises are just lies embellished with pretty wrapping paper and bows as a distraction of their uselessness