Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Love and a cough cannot be hid.

Love and a cough cannot be hid.

Life in common among people who love each other is the ideal of happiness.

Life in common among people who love each other is the ideal of happiness.

There is a woman at the begining of all great things.

There is a woman at the begining of all great things.

Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.

Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.

Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the read more

Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.

Could I love less, I should be happier now.

Could I love less, I should be happier now.

Say what you will, ’tis better to be left than never to have been loved.

Say what you will, ’tis better to be left than never to have been loved.

Love comes unseen; we only see it go.

Love comes unseen; we only see it go.