love (51)

I wasn't actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.

If music be the food of love, play on.

I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.

Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time.

The love of family and the admiration of friends is much more important than wealth and privilege.