Amour is the one human activity of any importance in which laughter and pleasure preponderate, if ever so slightly, over read more

Amour is the one human activity of any importance in which laughter and pleasure preponderate, if ever so slightly, over misery and pain.

We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.

We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.

A blind person, in reality, is the only person who can truly see. They know first hand what true love read more

A blind person, in reality, is the only person who can truly see. They know first hand what true love is, without the use of eyes, but with the heart. And that is the truest form of love, and they harness it.

It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is the most painful is to love read more

It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is the most painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let the person know how you feel.

Love is not blind - it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see read more

Love is not blind - it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less.

Love is a driver, bitter and fierce if you fight and resist him, Easy-going enough once you acknowledge his power.

Love is a driver, bitter and fierce if you fight and resist him, Easy-going enough once you acknowledge his power.

Lovers eminent in love Ever diversities combine; The vocal chords of the cushat-dove, The snake's articulated spine. Such elective elements read more

Lovers eminent in love Ever diversities combine; The vocal chords of the cushat-dove, The snake's articulated spine. Such elective elements Educate the eye and lip With one's refreshing innocence, The other's claim to scholarship. The serpent's knowledge of the world Learn, and the dove's more naïve charm; Whether your ringlets should be curled, And why he likes his claret warm.

For 'tis impossible
Hate to return with love.
[It., Che amar chi t'odia, ell'e impossibil cosa.]

For 'tis impossible
Hate to return with love.
[It., Che amar chi t'odia, ell'e impossibil cosa.]

It’s often just enough to be with someone. I don’t need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes read more

It’s often just enough to be with someone. I don’t need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You’re not alone.