Enzo Ferrari Quotes

No love is greater than that of a father for His son.

I definitely don't think that money can buy you love. It can buy you affection but certainly not love.

Lovers who love truly do not write down their happiness.

Love is just such a crucial, wonderful thing, and if you are lucky enough to find somebody who genuinely loves you, grab that person and hold on to that person, and nothing else matters.

Love is not just defined by making love or kisses or gifts. It is beyond that.

There's something about two people coming together in the rain that is the ultimate expression of love in the minds of most audiences, I guess.

A love story is not about those who lost their heart but about those who find that sullen inhabitant who, when it is stumbled upon, means the body can fool no one, can fool nothing—not the wisdom of sleep or the habit of social graces. It is a consuming of oneself and the past.

Love was a rare thing, easily confused with a million other things, and if anybody knew this to be true it was him.

Sentimentality and emotionalism have nothing whatsoever to do with love.

LOVE, n. A temporary insanity curable by marriage or by removal of the patient from the influences under which he incurred the disorder.

One word more. You look as if you thought it tainted you to be loved by me. You cannot avoid it. Nay, I, if I would, cannot cleanse you from it. But I would not, if I could. I have never loved any woman before: my life has been too busy, my thoughts too much absorbed with other things. Now I love, and will love. But do not be afraid of too much expression on my part.

Love is every type of relationship that you think of... I'm sure it means relationship, every type of relationship that you can think of.

There was one thing my murderer didn't understand; he didn't understand how much a father could love his child.

You know I love you right?” “I know,” he breathed, his arm tightening automatically around my waist. “You know how much I wish it was enough.

But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you. I love you. With all my heart, I love you.

Art is much, but love is more.

How could they say that they truly loved each other? They had simply grown up together, been children together, and the proximity of it, the closeness of it, had produced in them love s illusion. And yet - on the other hand - what was love if it wasn't this instinct she felt.

Maybe some love was guaranteed. Maybe it fit inside you and around you like skin and bones.

It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now I mean affection. Now I mean to be fond of (as one is fond of oneself) --to hope, to be disappointed, to live inside the other heart.

I can be attracted to a woman sexually, but it doesn't mean I want to be in love with a woman.

You can't quantify love, and if you try, you can end up focusing on misleading factors. Stuff that really has more to do with personality-the fact that some people are simply more expressive or emotional or needy in a relationship. But beyond such smokescreens, the answer is there. Love is seldom-almost never-an even proposition.

Love is for children and dimwads.

Love is implicit in every connection. It should be. Thus when absent it makes us insane. (You Shall Know Our Velocity)

I have never loved anyone for love's sake except, perhaps, Josephine - a little.

I really don't know what "I love you" means. I think it means "Don't leave me here alone.