I think love is blind. You don't see it; you don't hear what people are saying or what you're saying. You don't see what you're doing. All you see is the person in front of you. That's it.
Men are idolaters, and want something to look at and kiss and hug, or throw themselves down before; they always did, they always will; and if you don't make it of wood, you must make it of words.
Love that is ignorant and hatred have almost the same ends.
I was blinded by being a romantic person.
How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!
She loved with so much passion as she loved with ignorance. She did not know whether it were good or evil, beneficent or dangerous, necessary or accidental, eternal or transitory, permitted or prohibited: she loved.
But love is blind and lovers cannot see
Men think that it is impossible for a human being to love his enemies, for enemies are hardly able to endure the sight of one another. Well, then, shut your eyes--and your enemy looks just like your neighbor.
I loved him as we always love the first time: with idolatry and wild passion.
How did you find me here? If I was blind, I would see you. Stay with me. Forever. That's the whole point. I'll never leave. Not even if you kill me.
Blind is his love, and best befits the dark.
A wise man can be a fool in love.
Every now and then the stars align, Boy and girl meet by the great design, Could it be that you and me are the lucky ones? Everybody told me love was blind, Then I saw your face and you blew my mind, Finally you and me are the lucky ones, this time
It is not love that should be depicted as blind, but self-love.
If I'm in love I want to get married. That's how stupid I am.
And you've got a boy right there who looks at you like he would drink your bathwater if you'd ask him!
Sometimes [...] real love is silent as well as blind.
You would be surprised at the lengths you will go to believe the best about someone if you truly love him
But love is love. It makes you do terribly stupid things.
Love's not only blind but deaf.
It's the false moral component behind blind animal love that so frosts me. The faulty logic that believes that the capacity to adore a nonhuman creature is somehow a purer form of love.
Wise men say only fools rush in. But I can't help falling in love with you.
Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.
Ardor, n. The quality that distinguishes love without knowledge.
... uncritical love is the only real treasure.
