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Heaven grant us patience with a man in love.

If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?

I have no hostility to nature, but a child’s love to it. I expand and live in the warm day like corn and melons.

Farewell, fair cruelty.

Absence from those we love is self from self – a deadly banishment.

Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds.

Most people have a harder time letting themselves love than finding someone to love them.

There is no remedy for love but to love more.

Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat.