Romantic Love

Love the quest; marriage the conquest; divorce the inquest.

One can find women who have never had one love affair, but it is rare indeed to find any who have had only one.

If I were a girl, I'd despair. The supply of good women far exceeds that of the men who deserve them.

The demand to be loved is the greatest of all arrogant presumptions.

A pair of powerful spectacles has sometimes sufficed to cure a person in love.

We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.

A promise to love someone forever, then, means, 'As long as I love you I will render unto you the actions of love; if I no longer love you, you will continue to receive the same actions from me, if for other motives.' Thus the illusion remains in the minds of one's fellow men that the love is unchanged and still the same.

Love's cruel notion. - Every great love brings with it the cruel idea of killing the object of that love, so that he may be removed once and for all from the wicked game of change: for love dreads change more than it does destruction.

Sensuality often hastens the "Growth of Love" so much that the roots remain weak and are easily torn up.

love as a passion—it is our European specialty—must absolutely be of noble origin; as is well known, its invention is due to the Provencal poet-cavaliers, those brilliant, ingenious men of the "gai saber," to whom Europe owes so much, and almost owes itself.

Ultimately, it is the desire, not the desired, that we love.

Be of love (a little) more careful than of everything.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved for ourselves.

Love isn’t an emotion or an instinct–it’s an art.

He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing.

If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you don’t deserve me at my best.

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

When one loves somebody, everything is clear—where to go, what to do—it all takes care of itself and one doesn’t have to ask anybody about anything.

The giving of love is an education in itself.

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

True love begins when nothing is looked for in return.

This is the true measure of love: when we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one will ever love in the same way after us.