Violent people usually express their love of a thing by their hatred of its opposite.
In love, first please the eye, then win the heart.
In love, we are best pleased when we please others.
Few people love with the violence they hate.
Enjoyment inflames love in some men, and extinguishes it in others: the wind that assists large vessels, upsets small ones.
Love is an artful arrangement of artless pretensions, whereby we labor to appear innocent in what we desire to be most cunning.
A capacity for hating the object of desire is, perhaps, the best cure for love in cases of disappointment.
