And then there's life, its enemy.

Ever has it been that love knows
not its own depth until the hour of separation.

Love is like a fire.
Whether it is going to warm your heart
or burn your house down, you'll never know

Love, like a river, will cut a new path
whenever it meets an obstacle.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes.
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears.
What is it else?
A madness most discreet, a choking gall
and a preserving sweet.

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking
the imagination and bottling the common-sense.

A Friend's Love says:
" If you ever need anything, I'll be there."
True Love says:
" You'll never need anything; I'll be there."

All's fair in love and war.

Some people come into our lives,
Leave footprints in our hearts,
And we are never ever the same.

He that falls in love with himself will have no rivals.

Death is a challenge.
It tells us not to waste time...
It tells us to tell each other right now
that we love each other.

Romantic love is an illusion.
Most of us discover this truth
at the end of a love affair or else
when the sweet emotions of love
lead us into marriage
and then turn down their flames.

Love makes the time pass.
Time makes love pass.

We always believe our first love is our last,
and our last love our first.