There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
He who cannot give anything away cannot feel anything either.
We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.
When marrying, ask yourself this question: Do you believe that you will be able to converse well with this person into your old age? Everything else in marriage is transitory.
Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.
In revenge and in love, woman is more barbarous than man.
Marriage: that I call the will of two to create the one who is more than those who created it.
It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.
Of all that is written, I love only what a person hath written with his blood.
What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives acts and experiences otherwise than we do?
There is always some madness in love.
What is done out of love always occurs beyond good and evil.
Nothing on earth consumes a man more quickly than the passion of resentment.
One can promise actions, but not feelings, for the latter are involuntary. He who promises to love forever or hate forever or be forever faithful to someone is promising something that is not in his power.
There is not enough love and goodness in the world to permit giving any of it away to imaginary beings.
A pair of powerful spectacles has sometimes sufficed to cure a person in love.
Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus: one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze upon us, morose and gray. Woe to the thinker who is not the gardener but only the soil of the plants that grow in him.
I love those who do not know how to live for today.
Sensuality often makes love grow too quickly, so that the root remains weak and is easy to pull out.
One must learn to love oneself with a wholesome and healthy love, so that one can bear to be with oneself and need not roam.
Love is a state in which a man sees things most decidedly as they are not.
Love is blind; friendship closes its eyes.
The spiritualization of sensuality is called love: it is a great triumph over Christianity.
This is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.
Untroubled, scornful, outrageous - that is how wisdom wants us to be: she is a woman and never loves anyone but a warrior.
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