Ivan Turgenev Quotes

Love is like fever; it comes and goes without the will having any part of the process.

Love is a disease no one wants to get rid of. Those who catch it never try to get better, and those who suffer do not wish to be cured.

Love is friendship that has caught fire . . .

Many emotions go under the name of love, and almost any one of them will for a while divert the mind from the real, true, and perfect thing.

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

Romantic love is an addiction.

For love is no part of the dreamworld. Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.

Love is an incurable disease. In love, there is permanent suffering. Those who love and those who are happy are not the same.

Love is the wine of existence.

I love you. I'm blind for you, wild for you. Sick with you. I told you that our first night together when I asked you to marry me, I am telling you now. Everything that's happened to us, everything, is because I crossed the street for you. I worship you. You know that through and through.

So she loved him. She just did immediately and again often and clearly naturally and soundly and obviously and many others.

I do understand that you can look into someone’s eyes,” I heard myself saying, “and suddenly know that life will be impossible without them. Know that their voice can make your heart miss a beat and that their company is all your happiness can ever desire and that their absence will leave your soul alone, bereft and lost.

If love is liking someone an awful lot, then I suppose I'm in love with several people.

To saya man is fallen in love,or that he is deeply in love,or up to the ears in love,and sometimes even over head and ears in it,carries an idiomatical kind of implication, that love is a thing below a man:this is recurring again to Plato's opinion, which, with all his divinityship,I hold to be damnable and heretical:and so much for that. Let love therefore be what it will,my uncleToby fell into it.

I'm possessed by love - but isn't everybody?

To love is to find your own soul Through the soul of the beloved one.

Did you fall in love with her?" "I care about her. A lot." "You're not supposed to marry someone if you don't fall in love with her." "Well, love is a choice, too." Holly shook her head. "I think it's something that happens to you." Mark smiled into her small, earnest face. "Maybe it's both," he said, and tucked her in.

Love was one of those feelings that you could never control.

Love is great, love is fine. Out the box, out of line. The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more.

Love is not found in the market.

I had fallen in love. What I mean is: I had begun to recognize, to isolate the signs of one of those from the others, in fact I waited for these signs I had begun to recognize, I sought them, responded to those signs I awaited with other signs I made myself, or rather it was I who aroused them, these signs from her, which I answered with other signs of my own . . .

When a woman loves you she's not satisfied until she possesses your soul. Because she's weak, she has a rage for domination, and nothing less will satisfy her.

In every woman's life there is one real and consuming love. But very few women guess which one it is.

Love is simply the name for the desire and pursuit of the whole.

I have loved and been in love. There's a big difference.