What is irritating about love is that it is a crime that requires an accomplice. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable. Miguel de Cervantes - Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned. If there's delight in love, 'tis when I see That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.
All love is mathematically just, as much as the two sides of an algebraic equation.
He is not a lover who does not love forever. Euripides - Love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction. Of all the icy blasts that blow on love, a request for money is the most chilling and havoc-wreaking. He was awake a long time before he remembered that his heart was broken. The one is the shadow of the other.