Even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

Love is the irresistible desire to be desired irresistibly.

A life without love, without the presence of the beloved, is nothing but a mere magic-lantern show. We draw out slide after slide, swiftly tiring of each, and pushing it back to make haste for the next.

Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals; love, an object intercourse between tyrants and slaves.

When one loves somebody, everything is clear- where to go, what to do-it all takes care of itself and one doesn't have to ask anybody about anything.

Tis much to gain universal admiration; more, universal love.

Love is a universal migraine, A bright stain on the vision, Blotting out reason.

They are always saying God loves us. If that's love I'd rather have a bit of kindness.

Because love has been so perverted, it has in many cases come to involve a measure of hatred.

Words have no language which can utter the secrets of love; and beyond the limits of expression is the expounding of desire.