Victor Hugo Quotes

Yes, it's crazy. Love is either crazy or it's nothing at all.

Love is every bit as violent and dangerous as murder.

A real flame of love is a subtle thing. It burns as a will-o'-the-wisp, dancing onward to fairy lands of delight. It roars as a furnace. Too often jealousy is the quality upon which it feeds.

Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.

Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.

Love is so much more deadly than I had thought, love is so much inherent as the very lack, and we are guaranteed by a need to be renewed continuously. Love is now, is forever. There is just the blow of grace - call it passion.

true love is felonious… You take someone’s breath away… You rob them of the ability to utter a single word… You steal a heart.

Love is so small it can tear itself through the eye of a needle

Passion alone could destroy passion. All the thinking in the world could not make so much as a dent in its surface.

Love is a fever," she said. "And when you come out of it you'll discover whether you've been lucky - or not.

I wonder why love is so often equated with joy when it is everything else as well. Devastation, balm, obsession, granting and receiving excessive value, and losing it again. It is recognition, often of what you are not but might be. It sears and it heals. It is beyond pity and above law. It can seem like truth.

What a strange world it is where you can have as much sex as you like but love is taboo. I'm talking about the real thing, the grand passion, which may not allow affection or convenience or happiness. The truth is that love smashes into your life like an ice floe, and even if your heart is built like the Titanic you go down. That's the size of it, the immensity of it. It's not proper, it's not clean, it's not containable.

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.

Love is a burning thing and it makes a firey ring.

Murder is born of love, and love attains the greatest intensity in murder.

Love is not altogether a delirium, yet it has many points in common therewith.

Love is an obsession. It has that quality to it. But there are healthy obsessions, and mine is one of them.

Love is the strange bewilderment that overtakes one person on account of another person.

The song Venus de Milo, the whole subject of it is Love is a drug.

Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

I think I understand passion. Love is something else.

Love is the most ferocious and strongest force on the planet.

To enlarge or illustrate this power and effect of love is to set a candle in the sun.