Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.

There isn't any formula or method. You learn to love by loving - by paying attention and doing what one read more

There isn't any formula or method. You learn to love by loving - by paying attention and doing what one thereby discovers has to be done.

Love's like the measles, all the worse when it comes late.

Love's like the measles, all the worse when it comes late.

We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.

We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.

Love must not touch the marrow of the soul. Our affections must be breakable chains that we can cast them read more

Love must not touch the marrow of the soul. Our affections must be breakable chains that we can cast them off or tighten them.

If I am unaware of love, I live drably. If I become intoxicated with love, I live in dreamland. If read more

If I am unaware of love, I live drably. If I become intoxicated with love, I live in dreamland. If I recognize love, and shake his hand then comfort, dreams, and sometimes intoxication become mine to drench in and give away as well.

A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her ears.

A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her ears.

Love and a cough cannot be hid.

Love and a cough cannot be hid.

You know how they say you only hurt the ones you love? Well, it works both ways.

You know how they say you only hurt the ones you love? Well, it works both ways.