My love for ice cream emerged at an early age - and has never left!
I believe that when you're in love you have to pour your heart and soul out to your partner... or why bother? So in that sense I'm an incurable romantic when it comes to men.
If so many men, so many minds, certainly so many hearts, so many kinds of love.
Every heart that has beat strong and cheerfully has left a hopeful impulse behind it in the world, and bettered the tradition of mankind.
I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.
I would love to spend all my time writing to you; I'd love to share with you all that goes through my mind, all that weighs on my heart, all that gives air to my soul; phantoms of art, dreams that would be so beautiful if they could come true.
Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers.
Of life's two chief prizes, beauty and truth, I found the first in a loving heart and the second in a laborer's hand.
Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.
True love cannot be measured or evaluated by any standard or conventional methods. Not by weight, percentage or any other yardstick. One knows they reached the limit and capacity of their love when they feel their heart overflowing with it.
I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death.
There is a courtesy of the heart; it is allied to love. From its springs the purest courtesy in the outward behavior.
When you fish for love, bait with your heart, not your brain.
A loving heart is the truest wisdom.
A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
I appeal from your customs. I must be myself. I cannot break myself any longer for you, or you. If you can love me for what I am, we shall be the happier. If you cannot, I will still seek to deserve that you should. I will not hide my tastes or aversions. I will so trust that what is deep is holy, that I will do strongly before the sun and moon whateverinly rejoices me, and the heart appoints. If you are noble, I will love you; if you are not, I will not hurt you and myself by hypocritical attentions. If you are true, but not in the same truth with me, cleave to your companions; I will seek my own.
I do not think there is any thrill that can go through the human heart like that felt by the inventor as he sees some creation of the brain unfolding to success... Such emotions make a man forget food, sleep, friends, love, everything.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
Try as you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic of the human heart, love.
I left in love, in laughter, and in truth, and wherever truth, love and laughter abide, I am there in spirit.
If in my youth I had realized that the sustaining splendour of beauty of with which I was in love would one day flood back into my heart, there to ignite a flame that would torture me without end, how gladly would I have put out the light in my eyes.
Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect finds the way to its flower, with a will which nothing can dismay nor turn aside.
A joyful heart is the inevitable result of a heart burning with love.