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| To love one's self is the beginning of a life-long romance | | Oscar Wilde | |
| To say 'I love you' one must first be able to say the 'I.' | | Ayn Rand | |
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| Too late for changes, too late perhaps for explanations and ideological webs, but the love goes on, the love goes on, blind to laws and warnings and even to wisdom and to fears. And whatever that love is, perhaps an illusion of a new love, I want it, I can't resist it, my whole being melts in one kiss, my knowledge melts, my fears melt, my blood dances, my legs open. | | Anais Nin | |
| True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart. | | Honore de Balzac | |
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| Venus, a beautiful, good-natured lady, was the goddess of love; Juno, a terrible shrew, the goddess of marriage; and they were always mortal enemies | | Jonathan Swift | |
| Wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving. | | Kahlil Gibran | |
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| We conceal it from ourselves in vain - we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it. | | Blaise Pascal | |
| We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving. | | Friedrich Nietzsche | |
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| We may remark in passing that to be blind and beloved may, in this world where nothing is perfect, be among the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness. The supreme happiness in life is the assurance of being loved; of being loved for oneself, ev | | Victor Hugo | |
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| What an enormous magnifier is tradition! How a thing grows in the human memory and in the human imagination, when love, worship, and all that lies in the human heart, is there to encourage it | | Thomas Carlyle | |
| What is it that love does to a woman? Without she only sleeps; with it alone, she lives. | | Ovid | |
| What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us. | | Helen Keller | |
