A pair of powerful spectacles has sometimes sufficed to cure a person in love.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.
Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.
Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.
Love takes up where knowledge leaves off.
The art of love is largely the art of persistence.
There is only one terminal dignity - love.
When love is not madness, it is not love.
A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.
