Love (n.) is the ability to endure the tension of opposites without abandoning the process (as the key to success).
Love (n.) is so strong it drew God down from heaven: it wounded the invulnerable, bound the invincible, and made the Eternal mortal.
Love (n.) might seem more important than God — if God dwells in us only when we love our brother.
Love (n.) is, with hunger, the immemorial driving-force of humanity — and calling God “love” risks confusing what works in man with the workings of God.
Love (n.) is the power of fate par excellence — whether base concupiscence or the most spiritual affection; it belongs to man when he masters it and to the daemon when he is its victim.
Love (n.) demands full consciousness and responsibility — it is a choice for life, and death waits at life's end; love and death have a good deal to do with each other.
Love (n.) arose first from the One hidden in the shell, born of fiery torment — the seed of knowledge; and the wise found the root of being in not-being.
Love (n.) is what holds the poet in the light of day, so long as it has a living object — abandon it, and the libido sinks to the subterranean mother.
Love (n.) can be both reasonable and genuine: the extraverted feeling woman loves the “suitable” man — right age, position, income — and her love truly accords with her choice.
Love (n.) as an act is a directed transfer of value, a deed of the will; being in love is a passive state that merely befalls one.
Love (n.) that casts the beloved as one's soul works only while the beloved plays the part — and many women, disregarding their own lives, carry a husband's soul-image for a very long time.
Love (n.) often possesses the introverted woman rather than being her possession: she cannot choose but love — until one day, to her partner's amazement, she shows an inexplicable coldness.
Love (n.) is an elastic concept that stretches from heaven to hell, combining good and evil, high and low.
Love (n.) and its conflicts matter far more in a life than the individual suspects.
Love (n.) is a choice means of getting the upper hand, from the standpoint of the power instinct — and virtue often serves to compel recognition from others.
Love (n.) finds its psychological opposite not in hate but in the will to power: where love rules, power has no place, and where power dominates, love is absent.
Love (n.) can come from a simple projection with all its fatal power — a dazzling illusion that throws a life off course; is it God or devil? You only know you are in its clutches.
Love (n.) at first sight is what happens when animus and anima meet and, instead of fighting, fall for each other.
Love (n.) speaks in well-worn formulas with utmost fidelity, while the lovers believe they are related in the most individual way.
Love (n.) is the starfish that glows in the midst of the waters: many waters cannot quench it, whether divine or profane.