True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
To a young heart everything is fun.
How delicious to corrupt, to stifle all semblances of virtue and religion in that young heart!
This is what comes of having a heart, even a very small and young one. It causes no end of trouble, and that’s the truth.
I am too young and I've loved you too much.
They say that true love hurts, well this could almost kill me young love murder, that is what this must be I would give it all to not be sleeping alone
You shall above all things be glad and young.
