William McFee Quotes

In our romantic groves I adored her like a divinity.

Who loves, raves.

Love songs too have many moods. It can be sad or be joyous and upbeat when one feels jubilant and in love.

For words of rapture groping, they"Never such love," swore "ever before was!"

When love is not madness, it is not love.

When you're in love it's the most glorious two and a half days of your life.

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

I cannot tell you how happy and in love I am with everything.

Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.

I think I understand passion. Love is something else.

Ardor, n. The quality that distinguishes love without knowledge.

Love in its essence is spiritual fire.

Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, this it overflows upon the outward world.

Red is the great clarifier - bright and revealing. I can't imagine becoming bored with red - it would be like becoming bored with the person you love.

Love is a very strong emotion and a very powerful emotion.

Here in America when people love something they really love something, and they show it.

Being in love makes you feel kind of naive.

One must always love passionately.

I am a lover like no lover has ever loved before!

How sweet it is to love, and to be dissolved, and as it were to bathe myself in thy love.

My love has eyes blue as the sky. Her warm, bright smile makes me want to try To give her the world, And when she's curled Up in my arms where I can feel her touch, I realize again that I love her so much. My world has turned from black to white. Kissing in starlight, basking in sunlight, dancing at midnight.' ~John's poem for Belle

Heaven... I'm in heaven, and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak.

Bliss defies description, obviously, since it annihilates you, since you're not there to experience it. You get the lead-up and the come-down, never the zenith.

Love is a flame to set the will on fire

Angels listen when she speaks; She's my delight, all mankind's wonder; But my jealous heart would break Should we live one day asunder.