Romantic Love

Only the flow matters: live and let live, love and let love.

 

Why love if losing hurts so much we love to know that we are not alone.

A good front is half the battle in love or war.

Nearly all marriages, even happy ones, are mistakes: in the sense that almost certainly (in a more perfect world, or even with a little more care in this very imperfect one) both partners might be found more suitable mates. But the real soul-mate is the one you are actually married to. J. R. R.

 

It is well to write love letters. There are certain things for which it is not easy to ask your mistress face to face, like money for instance.

He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

Odi et amo: quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.

 

Each time one loves is the only time that one has ever loved. Difference of object does not alter singleness of passion. It merely intensifies it.

The other day we had a long discourse with[Lady Orkney] about love; and she told us asaying . . . which I thought excellent, that inmen, desire begets love ; and in women, love begetsdesire .

Falling in love is the one illogical adventure, the one thing of which we are tempted to think as supernatural, in our trite and reasonable world.

On ne Badine pas avec l’Amour .

Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what world calls a romance.

in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I see when men love women they give but a little of their lives, but women, when they love, give everything.

For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

We loved with a love that was more than love.

A man’s kiss is his signature.

A kiss, when all is said, what is it? An oath sworn nearer by; a promise made With greater certainty; a vow which seeks To make itself more binding; a rosy dot Placed on the “i” in loving; ’tis a secret Told to the mouth instead of to the ear.

LOVE IS WHAT HAPPENS TO A MAN AND WOMAN WHO DON’T KNOW EACH OTHER.

So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, Which sucks two souls, and vapors both away.

Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Women still remember the first kiss after men have forgotten the last.