Love is admiring with the heart. And admiring is loving with the mind.
We understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love
We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.
The mind may be exhausted, but the language of the heart is inexhaustible.
Love is the whole history of a woman's life, it is but an episode in a man's.
Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.
Love is the symbol of eternity.
Love is above the laws, above the opinion of men; it is the truth, the flame, the pure element, the primary idea of the moral world.
When at eve, at the bounding of the landscape, the heavens appear to recline so slowly on the earth, imagination pictures beyond the horizon an asylum of hope, - a native land of love; and nature seems silently to repeat that man is immortal.
Love is the history of a woman's life; it is an episode in man's. [Fr., L'amour est l'histoire de la vie des femmes; c'est un episode dans celle des hommes.]
However old a conjugal union, it still garners some sweetness. Winter has some cloudless days, and under the snow a few flowers still bloom.
