I love nothing and that is the true cause of my ennui.

Love for the joy of loving, and not for the offerings of someone else's heart.

I wanted to escape from love, but didn't know how.

I had discovered that love might be a pastime as well as a tragedy, and I gave myself to it with pagan innocence.

Love is the subtlest force in the world.

Only the really plain people know about love-the very fascinating ones try so hard to create an impression that they soon exhaust their talents.

That many-faceted thing called love succeeds in building bridges from the loneliness on this shore to the loneliness on the other one. These bridges can be of great beauty, but they are rarely built for eternity, and frequently they cannot tolerate too heavy a burden without collapsing.

To be in love with someone ... is to appropriate as a part of one's own self-which means that one's self-regard is doubled.

In the evening of life we shall be judged on love, and not one of us is going to come off very well, and were it not for my absolute faith in the loving forgiveness of my Lord I could not call on him to come.

Love is the invention of a few high cultures ... it is cultural artifact. To make love the requirement of a lifelong marriage is exceedingly difficult, and only a few people can achieve it. I don't believe in setting universal standards that a large proportion of people can't reach.