The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.

Tell me who admires and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.

True love is quiescent, except in the nascent moments of true humility.

Is it not by love alone that we succeed in penetrating to the very essence of being?

At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love.

All mankind love a lover.

It is sad not to love, but it is much sadder not to be able to love.

I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.

To witness two lovers is a spectacle for the gods.