Where there is love, there is pain.

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving oneself, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.

What will survive of us is love.

Love involves a peculiar unfathomable combination of understanding and misunderstanding.

Oh, innocent victims of Cupid,
Remember this terse little verse;
To let a fool kiss you is stupid,
To let a kiss fool you is worse.

It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

Love is like the truth, sometimes it prevails, sometimes it hurts.

Where there is love, there is pain.

Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love; it is the faithless who know love's tragedies.

If you have it [love], you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have.

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

The courses of true love never did run smooth.

Of all pains, the greatest pain,
Is to love, and to love in vain.

Why is it that we don't always recognize the moment love begins, but we always recognize the moment it ends?

We don't believe in rheumatism and true love until after the first attack.

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