If you don’t love yourself, who will?

The way to retire is actually to find the thing that you know how to do better than anybody. And you know how to do it better than anybody because you love to do it.

Less fear, more love

A fit body, a calm mind, a house full of love. These things cannot be bought — they must be earned.

Don’t waste your love on somebody who doesn’t value it.” 

Love is a better teacher than duty.

“Love cometh like sunshine after rain.”

“Love me or hate me, both are in my favor, if you love me, I’ll always be in your heart, if you hate me, I’ll always be in your mind.”

There is no darkness but ignorance.”

“The course of true love never did run smooth.” 

I’ll follow thee and make a heaven of hell, To die upon the hand I love so well.

He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need: If thou sorrow, he will weep; If thou wake, he cannot sleep: Thus of every grief in heart He with thee does bear a part. These are certain signs to know Faithful friend from flattering foe.

There’s small choice in rotten apples.

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

And therefore, – since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, – I am determined to prove a villain, And hate the idle pleasures of these days.

My only love sprung from my only hate.

Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.

My soul is in the sky.

Romeo: I dreamt a dream tonight. Mercutio: And so did I. Romeo: Well, what was yours? Mercutio: That dreamers often lie. Romeo: In bed asleep while they do dream things true.

For she had eyes and chose me.

Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. Nor hath Love’s mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.

My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy.

Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.

Remember me.