We are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love, never so forlornly unhappy as when we have lost our love object or its love. |
A smile on the face is a sign that the heart is at home. |
Important encounters are planned by the souls before the bodies see each other. |
A smile cures the wounding of a frown. |
The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can never end. |
A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave. |
When a man has once loved a woman, he will do anything for her, except continue to love her. |
At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet. |
Love is the beauty of the soul. |
A kiss is the shortest distance between two souls. |