Love (n.) is a misunderstanding between two fools.
Love (n.) is a tragedy that only the faithless know while the faithful know only the trivial side of love.
Love (n.) is giving and not expecting return.
Love (n.) is not rooted in any external reasons, but because the loved sings a song only the lover can hear.
Love (n.) is so constructed that any place that we love becomes our world.
Love (n.) is no longer fashionable anymore, as the poets have killed it.
Love (n.) will fly if held too lightly and will die if held too tightly.
Love (n.) men do with their eyes and woman with their ears.
Love's (n.) aim is to love. No more, no less.
Love (n.) is risky. The heart was made to be broken.
Love (n.) is that thing for which we too often live. It is by love that we ought to live.
Love (n.) is a thing in which it is better to know and be disappointed, than to not know and always wonder.
Love (n.) is a mutual misunderstanding.
Love (n.) is needed most by those who deserve it least — it is not the perfect but the imperfect who have need of love.