There was no religious ceremony connected with marriage among us while on the other hand the relation between man and woman was regarded as in itself mysterious and holy.

Marriage is the mother of the world. It preserves kingdoms and fills cities and churches and heaven itself.

Nothing in life is as good as the marriage of true minds between man and woman. As good? It is life itself.

Love does not alter the beloved it alters itself.

Love is a portion of the soul itself and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.

Love seeketh not itself to please nor for itself hath any care but for another gives its ease and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.

True love is eternal infinite and always like itself. It is equal and pure without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

Love feels no burden thinks nothing of trouble attempts what is above its strength pleads no excuse of impossibility for it thinks all things lawful for itself and all things possible.

Hate is only a form love that hasn't found a way to express itself logically.

The desire for possession is insatiable to such a point that it can survive even love itself. To love therefore is to sterilize the person one loves.