Platonic love is love from the neck up.

Love before the world did move.

Love is above the laws, above the opinion of men; it is the truth, the flame, the pure element, the primary idea of the moral world.

I wanted to escape from love, but didn't know how.

Love is the subtlest force in the world.

That many-faceted thing called love succeeds in building bridges from the loneliness on this shore to the loneliness on the other one. These bridges can be of great beauty, but they are rarely built for eternity, and frequently they cannot tolerate too heavy a burden without collapsing.

Love is a game-yes? I think it is a drowning.

Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law.

To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.

There is only one way to be happy by means of the heart-to have none.