Lisa Kleypas Quotes

If it had and answer, it wouldn't really be love, would it?

Love can never be fully explained.

Love cannot be reduced to a catalogue of reasons why, and a catalogue of reasons cannot be put together into love.

Science still won't explain the mysterious nature of love and despair.

Love is an open secret, the most obvious thing in the world and the most hidden, with no why to how it keeps its mystery.

Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.

Love is deep, a mystery - who wants to understand its every particular?

I don't know that I could really define love. I can't . . . again, it's like trying to define what this creative force is. It's beyond my ability to really define. If I can define it, then it's not it. We're right back to that thing again.

I can't pretend to know what love is. It just is.

I love you so, But why I love you, I'll never know.

The simple and most complex answer is love.

Love cannot be explained, yet it explains all.

Love can never explain the loved one, my dear. It is the essence of wild unreason.

The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.

Why do two people fall in love? It's a mystery.

Love is too large, too deep ever to be truly understood or measured or limited within the framework of words.

There is always some madness in love.

Intrigued by that enigma, he dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her.

Some say we can't choose who we fall in love with; love chooses us.

How wonderful it was to love something without the compromise of language.

What is Love? It is that powerful attraction towards all that we conceive, or fear, or hope beyond ourselves.

A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her imagination, and then they both speak of it as an affair of 'the heart.

What you call love does not sound very beautiful.

You were at the age where you could fall in love with a girl over an expression, over a gesture

Love is a mystery which, when solved, evaporates. The same holds for music.