Marriage is to love what vinegar is to wine. Time causes it to lose its initial flavor.
When age cools the blood and pleasures are things of the past, the dearest memory remains the last, and our sweetest recollection, the first kiss.
Friendship is love, but without its wings.
A man's love is something apart in his life, while a woman's is her entire existence.
He who does not love his country can love nothing.