To a person in love, the value of the individual is intuitively known. Love needs no logic for its mission.

This was love at first sight, love everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped for, unexpected-in so far as it could be a matter of conscious awareness; it took entire possession of him, and he understood, with joyous amazement, that this was for life.

It is love, not reason, that is stronger than death.

It takes two to make a love affair and a mans meat is too often a woman's poison.

We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.

Human love is often but the encounter of two weaknesses.

Prepare, You lovers, to know Love a thing of moods: Not like hard life, of laws.

Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink.

A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.

Love is more afraid of change than destruction.