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.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

When a man is in love he endures more than at other times; he submits to everything.

Love's dominion, like a kings, admits of no partition.

Every loves the love before In a duller dress.

There can be no peace of mind in love, since the advantage one has secured is never anything but a fresh starting-point for further desires.

When you are in love you are not wise; or, when you are wise you are not in love.

As long as we love, we lend to the beloved object qualities of mind and heart which we deprive him of when the day of misunderstanding arrives.