Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.
A woman has got to love a bad man once or twice in her life to be thankful for a good one.
We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.
Martin Luther King
Lovers may be - and indeed generally are - enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.
Do not tell me, for I've heard it all, there is too much to do with hate, but much more to do with love.
There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on
one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate
such a union. The avoidance of this pain is the beginning of
wisdom, for it is strong enough to contaminate the rest of our
Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage
which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he
comes quickly and flies away the same.
In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities.
Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at
the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love
lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
A mighty pain to love it is, and 'tis a pain that pain to miss;
but of all the pains, the greatest pain is to love, but love in