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.

Come out of the circle of time and into the circle of love.

Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting. William Shakespear

The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love.

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

Her lips on his could tell him better than all her stumbling words.

Is a kiss not the very autograph of love?