Never marry but for love; but see that thou lov'st what is lovely.

Never marry but for love; but see that thou lov'st what is lovely.

What is love but a second-hand emotion?

What is love?/ One name for it is knowledge.

What is loved is a hit. What is a hit is loved.

What is love but acceptance of the other, whatever he is.

What is Love compared with holing out before your opponent?

If someone asks, But what is Love? Answer, Dissolving the will.

What is love, if it can calculate and provide against its own decay?

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure.

It's one of the properties of love to love what is loved by the person we love.

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung.

Love's blindness consists oftener in seeing what is not there than in seeing what is.

What is love except another name for the use of positive reinforcement? Or vice versa.

What is love of one's country; is it hate of one's uncountry? Then it's not a good thing.

The snows and the roses of yesterday are vanished; And what is love but a rose that fades?

Love! What is love? It's nothing. It's just a word. It doesn't exist. Only pleasure is important.

What is Love? It is that powerful attraction towards all that we conceive, or fear, or hope beyond ourselves.

Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last! What a task to ask of anything, or anyone, yet it is ours, and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.

What is love? As far as I can tell, it is passion, admiration and respect. If you have two, you have enough. If you have all three, you don't have to die to go to heaven.

What is love? Sometimes it's just letting yourself be who and what you are, and letting the person you're supposed to love be who and what he is too. Or maybe what and who they are.

You ask yourself "What is love? Am I in love?", when what you should be asking is, "What is not love?", ma petite. What is it that this man does for you that is not done out of love?

What is God? The eternal one life underneath all the forms of life. What is love? To feel the presence of the one life deep within yourself and all creatures; to be it! Therefore, all love is the love of God.

What is love? Love is when one person knows all of your secrets, deepest, darkest, most dreadful secrets of which no one else in the world knows. And yet in the end, that one person does not think any less of you.

What is love? When you love somebody then I mean we all want good things to happen to ourselves and keep the bad things at bay. When you love somebody you want that as much for them if not more than you do for yourself.

If you take away money, if you take away the houses and things, who are we really? What is love really about? What is it to love each other? Why do we stay together, and why do all the kids split? All these questions I have really deep inside of me.

I almost can’t believe I’m going to make myself vulnerable to him again. But what is love but the most extreme and exquisite form of risk perception? I know that relationships don’t last. And yet, with him, the risk of not being with him is much worse than any other hurt I can imagine.

Have you fallen in love, Will Henry?" "That's stupid." "What is? Love, or my question?" "I don't know." "You don't know? You've tried that trick once. What do you suppose it will work better the second time?" "I don't love her. She bothers me." "You have just defined the very thing you denied.

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