There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.
He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into…
We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.
The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.