Love, free as air at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.

Love, free as air at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.

Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread: remade all the time, made new.

Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread: remade all the time, made new.

The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.

The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.

Love is not singular except in syllable.

Love is not singular except in syllable.

When love's well-timed 'tis not a fault of love;
The strong, the brave, the virtuous, and the wise,
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When love's well-timed 'tis not a fault of love;
The strong, the brave, the virtuous, and the wise,
Sink in the soft captivity together.

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.

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.

I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows read more

I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.

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."