Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Love never offers to anyone wings so easy that he does not hold him back with his other hand.
Friendship is Love without his wings!
Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.
Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
Love and desire are the spirit's wings to great deeds.
Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
Time's fatal wings do ever forward fly; to every day we live, a day we die.
I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.
Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.