“Love is the grandest thing on God's earth, but fortunate the lover who has plenty of money.”

“Love, it turns out, is as undemocratic as money, so it accumulates around people who have plenty of it already: the sane, the healthy, the lovable.”

“All things on earth point home in old October; sailors to sea, travellers to walls and fences, hunters to field and hollow and the long voice of the hounds, the lover to the love he has forsaken.”

“Hence, in Thee, who art Love, the lover -is not one thing and the loved another, and the bond between them a third, but they are one and the same-Thou, Thyself, my God. Since, then, in Thee the loved is one with the lover, and being loved [is one] with loving, this bond of coincidence is an essential bond. For there is nothing in Thee that is not Thy very Essence.”

“For what are we interrupted? For the grandest dramas and the greatest joys, … for true loves, for desperate needs … If you are a moral being, you will have done well to be a being who has broken off, one who has stopped.”

“I long to talk with some old lover's ghost,
Who died before the god of love was born.”

“The money-getter who pleads his love of work has a lame defense, for love of work at money-getting is a lower taste than love of money.”

“When I, who conduct this inquiry, love something, then three things are found: I, what I love, and the love itself. … There are, therefore three things: the lover, the beloved and the love.”

“The dead are free from Fortune; Mother Earth has room for all her children, and he who lacks an urn has the sky to cover him.”
Libera fortunae mors est; capit omnia tellus quae genuit; caelo tegitur qui non habet urnam.

“I wonder if there isn't a catch about having plenty of money? Does it eventually take the pleasure out of things?”