Love is a golden bubble full of dreams,
That waking breaks, and fills us with extremes.

---From “Hero and Leander, Sestiad III

Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss! Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies! Come Helen, come give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven be in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.

Come live with me and be my Love,
And we will all the pleasures prove

Heaven, envious of our joys, is waxen pale;
And when we whisper, then the stars fall down
To be partakers of our honey talk.

(Dido, Queen of Carthage 4.4.52-54)

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.

Money can't buy love, but it improves your bargaining position.