You can't create experience, you undergo it.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none; be able for thine enemy rather in power than use; and keep thy friend under thine own life's key; be checked for silence, but never taxed for speech
Whoever loves becomes humble. Those who love have , so to speak , pawned a part of their narcissism.
Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.
Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.
Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.
It's better to say too much, than never to say what you need to say again.
Love is the enchanted dawn of every heart.
We are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love.
Work is love made visible. And if you can't work with love, but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of the people who work with joy
Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls. A joyful heart is the inevitable result of a heart burning with love
When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.
Love is a serious mental disease.
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet are of imagination all compact
Despite my thirty years of research into the feminine soul, I have not been able to answer... the great question that has never been answered: what does a woman want?
All love shifts and changes. I don't know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.
I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
Love is what carries you, for it is always there, even in the dark, or most in the dark, but shining out at times like gold stitches in a piece of embroidery.
I am good, but not an angel. I do sin, but I am not the devil. I am just a small girl in a big world trying to find someone to love.
