"Love is something eternal; the aspect may change, but not the essence."

"Keep your love of nature, for that is the true way to understand art more and more."

"But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things."

"Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well."

Most of us fall in love with someone's persona and spend the next three to five years discovering who that person really is. If you can stay connected through that process of raw vulnerability, I think you have a shot at the prize of knowing and accepting another human being for who and what they really are after years of highs and lows.

I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.

As I get older I realize what qualities are important in love and what suits me. And what I won't settle for.

I'm a bit of a clothes hoarder, admittedly. I try to weed out stuff. My girlfriends come over for cheese and wine and go shopping in my wardrobe. They especially love it when they get stuff with a tag still on.

You know, I've got wrinkles on my forehead and smile lines, but what's wrong with that? I love to smile.

I love to read about what my love life is really like.

True love brings up everything - you're allowing a mirror to be held up to you daily.

Hatred, as well as love, renders its votaries credulous.

Love, known to the person by whom it is inspired, becomes more bearable.

To write a good love letter, you ought to begin without knowing what you mean to say, and to finish without knowing what you have written.

Could there be finer symptoms? Is not general incivility the very essence of love?

Were I to fall in love, indeed, it would be a different thing; but I have never been in love ; it is not my way, or my nature; and I do not think I ever shall.

The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love. I require so much!

In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.

I guess I want very much to be recognized for my abilities, for the work I put in, and yet it's still always there - who my parents were. As much as I love my parents, if that was the last thing ever said about me - that I was their daughter - I would be disappointed that my contributions weren't strong enough on their own.

She still talks to me now, only now she talks to me in my dreams. And I can't wait to go to sleep tonight because we have a lot to talk about. I love you.

I'm bad on Valentine's Day, but even worse on Christmas. I go shopping at nine o'clock on December 24th every year. Nobody else is there. I'm in Toys'R'Us all by myself. I get there five minutes before closing.

"I love the idea of there being two sexes, don't you?"

"These are the days of bootleg love."