“The wound can have (should only have) just one proper name. I recognize that I love — you — by this: you leave in me a wound I do not want to replace.”— Jacques Derrida, amazon.com
“Love is a smoke and is made with the fume of sighs.”— William Shakespeare, Romeo, Juliet, amazon.com
“Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star.”— E. E Cummings, amazon.com
“You don’t love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.”— William Faulkner, amazon.com