William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream For aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. We are all born for love. It is the principle of existence, and its only end. Benjamin Disraeli, Sibyl God, from a beautiful necessity, is Love. In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
All mankind loves a lover.
They do not love that do not show their love. What the world needs now, Is love, Sweet love. Alfred, Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam Then, must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well. We learn only from those we love. All is fair in love and war.