Love is God's essence; Power but his attribute: therefore is his love greater than his power.

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

Love is God's essence; Power but his attribute: therefore is his love greater than his power.

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

Art achieves all little things by absolute truth: but all her great things need some admixture of illusion.

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

Wail not too wildly for expiring Love: The Love that dies was never quite alive.