Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
Love is the same as like except you feel sexier.
Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.
Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.
Life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic.
Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.
Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.
Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.
Love is not altogether a delirium, yet it has many points in common therewith.
Love is only a dirty trick played on us to achieve continuation of the species.
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved; we love to love.
