You are the joy of my days,
You are my love more true,
You make me feel so happy,
I'm very proud of you!
Never the time and the place and the loved one all together!
- Robert Browning (1812 -1889) British poet.
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where most she satisfies.
- William Shakespeare (1564-1616) British poet and playwright.
One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched.
- Jean de la Bruyère (1645-1696) French satiric moralist.
Lovers may be -- and indeed generally are -- enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.
- Lord Byron (1788-1824) British poet.
Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?
- John Donne (1572-1632) English poet.
There exists, between people in love, a kind of capital held by each. This is not just a stock of affects or pleasure, but also the possibility of playing double or quits with the share you hold in the other's heart.
- Jean Baudrillard (1929-2007) French sociologist, and philosopher.
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