Author of Ed Engoron’s Choclatique, Running Press, 2011
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I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.
The love we give away is the only love we keep.
Infantile love follows the principle: “I love because I am loved.”
Mature love follows the principle: “I am loved because I love.”
Immature love says: “I love you because I need you.”
Mature love says: “I need you because I love you.”
Love doesn’t make the world go ’round; love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
If I know what love is, it is because of you.
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
Love does not die easily. It is a living thing. It thrives in the face of all of life’s hazards, save one — neglect.
Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
Where there is love there is life.
The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.
Do you love me because I’m beautiful, or am I am beautiful because you love me?
Each time that one loves is the only time one has ever loved. Difference of object does not alter singleness of passion. It merely intensifies it. We can have but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible.
Earth’s the right place for love. I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
I love you; Not only for what you are But for what I am when I am with you Love.
To-morrow is Saint Valentine’s day,
All in the morning betime,
And I a maid at your window,
To be your Valentine.
Then up he rose, and donn’d his clothes,
And dupp’d the chamber-door;
Let in the maid, that out a maid
Never departed more.
Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all.