On love
There seems to be no happiness more perfect than that which love confirms. But there is also no misery more profound, no depth of despair greater, than that into which lovers are plunged when they are bereft, disappointed, unrequited.
Can the pleasures of love be had without its pains? Is it better to have loved and suffered than never to have loved at all? *
Yes!
* quote from: The Great Ideas: A Syntopicon of Great Books of the Western World, 1952 (see wikipedia article)
Just ran into it at the library. Few quotes from the net:
The course of true love never did run smooth.
William Shakespeare
I look back, and in every one point, every word and gesture, every letter, every silence, you have been entirely perfect to me, I would not change one word, one look.
Robert Browning
