What is the love that thus surrenders and possesses us, without reason or strength, law or sanity, against its tyranny?
What is love without thinking about a person day and night, awake or asleep, and knowing that life without it would not make sense.
What a great happiness to be loved, but to love is an adventure.
that who does not love flaws can not say that he loves.
Wanting someone out of compassion means not really wanting it.
Wanting to forget a person is to love them more.
The one who loves makes a hole in the Heart.
