Passion is Love's blind guide, but the only one he hath.

Love is wont to visit Man in the company of Desire; but Woman by himself.

Would the atheist continue such, let him beware how he admits Love into his breast: for God will surely come along with him.

The three eldest children of Necessity: God, the World and love.

Then is Love blest, when from the cup of the body he drinks the wine of the soul.

It is no wonder if Art frequently prefers Illusion to Truth: for Illusion is her servant, but Truth her mistress.

Trust Love, nor fear to soar upon his track. The wings that bore to Heaven will bear thee back.