The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life's major mysteries. |

We can only learn to love by loving. |

Most of us can manage no more than a narrow little obsession with a particular human who we mistakenly imagine can satisfy our gargantuan yearning for the real, primordial thing. |

The opposite of love is not hate; it’s indifference. |

A man's desire is for the woman, but the woman's desire is rarely other than for the desire of the man. |

Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness. |

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. |

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired. |

Wherever there will be nothing, read that I love you. |

We seek the love of others to have another reason to love ourselves. |

The more we love someone, the less we flatter them; it is by excusing nothing that true love shows itself. |

To be desired is perhaps the closest anybody in this life can reach to feeling immortal. |

There is love in holding and there is love in letting go. |

That which is done out of love always takes place beyond good and evil. |

Love, like fire, goes out without fuel. |

I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I'm out of control, and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best. |

I loved you head over handles like my first bicycle accident — before the mouthful of gravel and blood, I swore we were flying. |

I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of love. |

Who, being loved, is poor ? |

Loving friendship is able to endure everything; it refuses no burden. |

I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself. |

Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together. |

The weight of the world is love.
Under the burden of solitude,
under the burden of dissatisfaction
the weight, the weight we carry is love. |

Love is or it ain't. Thin love ain't love at all. |