The essence of romantic love is not the company of a lover but the pursuit.

The essence of romantic love is not the company of a lover but the pursuit.

Love is blind, friendship closes its eyes.

Love is blind, friendship closes its eyes.

Love is the extra effort we make in our dealings with those whom we do not like and once you read more

Love is the extra effort we make in our dealings with those whom we do not like and once you understand that, you understand all. This idea that love overtakes you is nonsense. This is but a polite manifestation of sex. To love another you have to undertake some fragment of their destiny.

My heart I fain would ask thee
What then is Love? say on.
"Two souls and one read more

My heart I fain would ask thee
What then is Love? say on.
"Two souls and one thought only
Two hearts that throb as one."
[Ger., Mein Herz ich will dich fragen,
Was ist denn Liebe, sag?
"Zwei Seelen und ein Gedanke,
Zwei Herzen und ein Schlag."

Love is not altogether a delerium, yet it has many points in common therewith.

Love is not altogether a delerium, yet it has many points in common therewith.

Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom.

Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom.

There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.

There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.

However rare true love may be, it is less so than true friendship.

However rare true love may be, it is less so than true friendship.

Stars lead me up to heaven, and I hope I'm there with you, for you are a star in my read more

Stars lead me up to heaven, and I hope I'm there with you, for you are a star in my twinkling eyes.