To love is to act.

To love beauty is to see light.

Love is jealous, and ingenious in self-torture in proportion as it is pure and intense.

To love another person is to see the face of God.

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

The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.