I don't want people to love me. It makes for obligations.
Oh, love is real enough; you will find it someday, but it has one archenemy - and that is life.
A happy love is full of quarrels, you know.
In your efforts to dazzle us your reasoning has gone awry. You know very well that love is, above all, the gift of oneself.
Je sais de quelles petitesses meurent les plus grandes amours. I know how pettiness ruins the greatest loves.
Things are beautiful if you love them.
There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy.
Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.