“But you can love more than just one person, can't you?”

“The more you love, the more you can love--and the more intensely you love. Nor is there any limit on how many you can love. If a person had time enough, he could love all of that majority who are decent and just.”

“You see how it is with us? You can't fight it any more than I can. You've tried; you've done everything you can to kill it. But you can't kill my love for you.”

“It's the tragedy of loving, you can't love anything more than something you miss.”

“you can love a person and still hate the decisions they've made, can't you?”

“I love you more than songs can say, but I can't keep running after yesterday…”

“Just when you think it can't get worse, it can. And just when you think it can't get any better, it will. But as long as you remember that he loves you and you love him you'll be just fine.”

“I can't love it — what is there to love? It can't love me — or you either; it can't understand a single word you say to it, or feel one spark of gratitude for all your kindness. Wait till it can show some little affection for me, and then I'll see about loving it. At present it is nothing more than a little selfish, senseless sensualist, and if you see anything adorable in it, it's all very well — I only wonder how you can.”

“No one can hate you with more intensity than someone who used to love you.”

“The name of a person you love is more than language.”