We conceal it from ourselves in vain-- we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the read more

We conceal it from ourselves in vain-- we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.

Love is whatever you can still betray. Betrayal can only happen if you love.

Love is whatever you can still betray. Betrayal can only happen if you love.

Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting read more

Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away.

We can sometimes love what we do not understand, but it is impossible completely to understand what we do not read more

We can sometimes love what we do not understand, but it is impossible completely to understand what we do not love.

rnAbsence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.

rnAbsence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.

Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted read more

Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted everything, I believed everything, without struggle, without suffering, without regret, without false shame. How can one blush for what one adores?

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.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.

Love is union with somebody, or something, outside oneself, under the condition of retaining the separateness and integrity of one's read more

Love is union with somebody, or something, outside oneself, under the condition of retaining the separateness and integrity of one's own self.