Were Love exempt from the militations of Necessity, he were greater than God and the World.
Would the atheist continue such, let him beware how he admits Love into his breast: for God will surely come along with him.
Love is wont to visit Man in the company of Desire; but Woman by himself.
Every veil secretly desires to be lifted, except the veil of Hypocrisy.
Wail not too wildly for expiring Love: The Love that dies was never quite alive.
Passion is Love's blind guide, but the only one he hath.