“In love there is but little rest.”

Full wise is he that can himself know.

Death is the end of every worldly pain.

Mercy surpasses justice.

All good things must come to an end.

That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.

Make a virtue of necessity.

Great peace is found in little busy-ness.

Time lost, as men may see, For nothing may recovered be.

The handsome gifts that fate and nature lend us Most often are the very ones that end us.

If were not foolish young, were foolish old.

One cannot scold or complain at every word. Learn to endure patiently, or else, as I live and breathe, you shall learn it whether you want or not.

A love grown old is not the love once new.

There’s never a new fashion but it’s old.

Truth is the highest thing that man may keep.

He loved chivalry, Truth and honor, freedom and courtesy.

Take a cat, nourish it well with milk and tender meat, make it a couch of silk.

When you look into your mother’s eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth.

One who knows more, loves more.

A broken heart that chooses love one more time. – strength.

We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.

God willeth that we endlessly hate the sin and endlessly love the soul, as God loveth it.

We trust and believe in what we love.

I think maybe its time for us to redefine love.

Tell me a love story that begins with when you met yourself.