Love isn’t a knight in shining armour. It’s a gentleman farmer in a grey tweed suit.
Love is, without question, life’s greatest experience.
Love is union with somebody, or something, outside oneself, under the condition of retaining the separateness and integrity of one’s own self.
Love is too young to know what conscience is.
The history of the life of women is an episode in that of men.[Also known as:]Love is the whole history of a woman’s life; it is an episode in a man’s.[L’amour est l’histoire de la vie des femmes; c’est un épisode dans celle des hommes.]
Love is the union between natural craving and sentiment.[L’amour est l’accord du besoin et du sentiment.]
Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.
Love is the poetry of the senses.[L’amour est la poésie des sens.]
Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.
Love is the only gold.
Love is the most selfish of all the passions.[L’amour est la plus égoïste de toutes les passions.]
Love is the most melodious of all harmonies and the sentiment of love is innate.[L’amour est la plus mélodieuse de toutes les harmonies, et nous en avons le sentiment inné.]
