The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.
No one has ever loved anyone the way everyone wants to be loved.
Love is not blind - it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less.
Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.
Love floods us with hope.
True love is a discipline in which each divines the secret self of the other and refuses to believe in the mere daily self.
Loving is never a waste of time.
A man is not where he lives, but where he loves.
Love, and a cough, cannot be hid.
Love is the poetry of the senses.
An old man in love is like a flower in winter.
Love is the word used to label the sexual excitement of the young, the habituation of the middle-aged, and the mutual dependence of the old.
Love is not singular except in syllable.
Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love; it is the faithless who know love's tragedies.
Love is like dew that falls on both nettles and lilies.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly.
When a man is in love or in debt, someone else has the advantage.
Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
A baby is born with a need to be loved - and never outgrows it.
Hate leaves ugly scars, love leaves beautiful ones.
Love is a sweet tyranny, because the lover endureth his torments willingly.
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
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We are all island universes, self contained points of experience. Within our isolation is safety; in our own minds, we can only hurt ourselves, and even in pain, the self provides a comfortable intimacy. But within that isolation is also desolate loneliness; we need others to be complete. There is no pain greater than connection with other people, and there is no greater joy. Love unlocks that connection. It is the ultimate act of faith, to give yourself over to something entirely out of your control, and to let go. This is where we find love. A power so great it can tear us apart, from cell, to body, to family, to nation. And it binds as well, within couples, families, nations, and beyond. Love transforms, heals, grows; it may be the primal energy of the cosmos, and it unites the self with others, and through them, with the universe.