Perhaps a great love is never returned.

To marry a woman you love and who loves you is to lay a wager with her as to who will stop loving the first.

The beginning and the decline of love are both marked by the embarrassment the lovers feel to be alone together.

Who knows how to make love stay? Tell love you are going to Junior's Deli on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn to pick up a cheesecake, and if love stays, it can have half. It will stay.

Don't think that every sad-eyed woman has loved and lost. She may have got him.

Every love's the love before in a duller dress.

Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.

Falling out of love is very enlightening; for a short while you see the world with new eyes.

Can one ever remember love? It's like trying to summon up the smell of roses in a cellar. You might see a rose, but never the perfume.

So long as we love, we serve; so long as we are loved by others, I would almost say we are indispensable.