Love Quotes

Love is the master key which opens the gates of happiness.

Love is not affectionate feeling, but a steady wish for the loved person's ultimate good as far as it can be obtained.

Love means having to say you're sorry every fifteen minutes.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing; a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished.

Love is something far more than desire for sexual intercourse; it is the principal means of escape from the loneliness which afflicts most men and women throughout the greater part of their lives.

Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.

In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.

Love is needing to be loved.

There is hardly any activity, any enterprise, which is started out with such tremendous hopes and expectations, and yet which fails so regularly, as love.

No human relation gives one possession in another...every two souls are absolutely different. In friendship and in love, the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone.

Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.

The fickleness of the women I love is only equaled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me.

Pure love and suspicion cannot dwell together: at the door where the latter enters, the former makes its exit.

Mortal lovers must not try to remain at the first step; for lasting passion is the dream of a harlot and from it we wake in despair.

Mortal lovers must not try to remain at the first step; for lasting passion is the dream of a harlot and from it we wake in despair.

And what�s romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it�s always daisy-time.

Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.