love and other catastrophes

love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration

dh lawrence

love...is a quicksilver word; though you see plainly where it is, you have only to put your finger on it to find that it is not there but someplace else

morton hunt

love is the same as like except you feel sexier

judith viorst

happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length

robert frost

jealousy: that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive

havelock ellis

sometimes when one person is missing the whole world seems depopulated

lamartine

it is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created for years or even generations

kahill gibran