The furthest ones are they who pay for your love to the near ones; and when there are but five of you together, a sixth must always die.
I love not your festivals either: too many actors found I there, and even the spectators often behaved like actors.
And we are fortunate above most, for we have found our first love in each other."
The policeman thought I was drunk; and I was, too - with love for you."
Love was a necessity of my existence; this need for affection had never been satisfied, and only grew stronger with years.
My life seemed to be growing cold within me; I was bending under a load of secret misery when I met the woman who was to make me know the might of love, the reverence of an acknowledged love, love with its teeming hopes of happiness--in one word--love.
A boy's love comes from a full heart; a man's is more often the result of a full stomach.
It is just at the very age when a man's character is forming that he tumbles into love, and then the lass he loves has the making or marring of him.
Let them see by your patient love and care how much fairer they might be, and when next you come, you will be laden with gifts from humble, loving flowers."
Some learned how by pleasant dreams to cheer and comfort mortal hearts, by whispered words bf love to save from evil deeds those who had gone astray, to fill young hearts with gentle thoughts and pure affections, that no sin might mar the beauty of the human flower; while others, like mortal children, learned the Fairy alphabet.
That if we will not call such disposition love, we have no name for it.
To treat of the effects of love to you, must be as absurd as to discourse on colours to a man born blind; since possibly your idea of love may be as absurd as that which we are told such blind man once entertained of the colour scarlet; that colour seemed to him to be very much like the sound of a trumpet: and love probably may, in your opinion, very greatly resemble a dish of soup, or a surloin of roast-beef.
The heart does not more
love the heart that
loves it than the brain
loves the brain that comprehends it; and, whatever else was to befall us, Nicolete and I were already in
love with each other's brains.
All this is perhaps folly--perhaps insanity; but tell me what woman has a lover more truly in love; what queen a servant more ardent?"
All these proofs of love which you would give me are almost crimes."
