Michel de Montaigne Quotes

If a man urge me to tell wherefore I loved him, I feel it cannot be expressed but by answering: Because it was he, because it was myself.

If you ask people what attracted them to the person they love, they never tell you of some perfect feature that focused them on sheer surfaces but rather an imperfection that allowed them to see into their uncharted depths.

If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.

People in love look into each other's souls, and it is that feeling that I try to capture when I sing.

If you have to think about whether you love someone or not then the answer is no. When you love someone you just know.

Love is that splendid triggering of human vitality the supreme activity which nature affords anyone for going out of himself toward someone else.

Love isn't intellectual - it's visceral.

Lovers who love truly do not write down their happiness.

As soon as you try to describe a close friendship, it loses something.

We like love - we love love - but perhaps its only meaning lies in its ubiquitous meaninglessness. We apprehend it, we feel it, and we think we know it, yet we cannot say what we mean by it.

Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.

We all want to be in love and find that person who is going to love us no matter how our feet smell, no matter how angry we get one day, no matter the things we say that we don't mean.

Being able to elicit the feeling of the unfathomable in intelligent adults is like falling in love.

Even in the deepest love relationship - when lovers say 'I love you' to each other - we don't really know what we're saying, because language isn't equal to the complexity of human emotions.

Love is going to be experienced so many different ways by so many different people, and that's what makes it so special and unique, and that doesn't necessarily have to be classified by a type of person.

I had fallen in love once with someone, and I remember it being so distinct, where after the first time they'd hug me, I never wanted another man to ever touch me ever again.

Your first love is your first love. It cannot be analysed, explained, nor forgotten.

The final test for a novel will be our affection for it, as it is the test of our friends, and of anything else which we cannot define.

Come live in my heart, and pay no rent.

Where love is concerned, too much is not even enough.

Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists.

When one loves somebody everything is clear - where to go, what to do - it all takes care of itself and one doesn't have to ask anybody about anything.

I love you more than my own skin.

There are too many mediocre things in life to deal with. Love shouldn't be one of them. Anything less than extraordinary is a waste of my time.

Love does not alter the beloved, it alters itself.