If we reason, we would be understood; if we imagine, we would that the airy children of our brain were born anew within another's; if we feel, we would that another's nerves should vibrate to our own, that the beams of their eyes should kindle at once and mix and melt into our own, that lips of motionless ice should not reply to lips quivering and burning with the heart's best blood. This is Love.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyA Christian, a Deist, a Turk, and a Jew, have equal rights: they are men and brethren.
Percy Bysshe ShelleySometimes it's better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
Percy Bysshe Shelley