The lover knows much more about absolute good and universal beauty than any logician or theologian, unless the latter, too, be lovers in disguise.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
A more secret, sweet, and overpowering beauty appears to man when his heart and mind open to the sentiment of virtue.
The lover is a monotheist who knows that other people worship different gods but cannot himself imagine that there could be other gods.
Beauty is the lover's gift.
A lover may be a shadowy creature, but husbands are made of flesh and blood.
I'm reluctantly interested in love and helplessly interested in logic and yet they're so conflicting. And they're both necessary for a happy balance, a happy existence... I think.
Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.
The unique and supreme voluptuousness of love lies in the certainty of committing evil. And men and women know from birth that in evil is found all sensual delight.
Beauty is but the sensible image of the Infinite. Like truth and justice it lives within us; like virtue and the moral law it is a companion of the soul.
Lovers have a way of using this word, nothing, which implies exactly the opposite.
The lovers of romance can go elsewhere for satisfaction but where can the lovers of truth turn if not to history?