“Tis never for their wisdom that one loves the wisest, or for their wit that one loves the wittiest; 'tis for benevolence, and virtue, and honest fondness, one loves people; the other qualities make one proud of loving them too.”

“Oh, ’tis love, ’tis love, that makes the world go round!”

Lewis Carroll (1832–1898) English writer, logician, Anglican deacon and photographer

“Tis well to be merry and wise,
'Tis well to be honest and true;
'Tis well to be off with the old love,
Before you are on with the new.”

Charles Maturin (1782–1824) Irish writer

“To love one's work is a way of loving oneself, and leaves one freer to love other people.
But beware the difference between loving one's work and being merely engrossed in it.”

Susan Sontag (1933–2004) American writer and filmmaker, professor, and activist

“…… When one loves, one is only too ready to believe one's love returned.”

Alexandre Dumas (1802–1870) French writer and dramatist, father of the homonym writer and dramatist

“To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love. But, then one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer, to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love, to be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy, therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness — I hope you're getting this down.”

Woody Allen (1935) American screenwriter, director, actor, comedian, author, playwright, and musician

“Love, then, hath every bliss in store;
'Tis friendship, and 'tis something more.
Each other every wish they give;
Not to know love is not to live.”

John Gay (1685–1732) English poet and playwright

“When one does not love too much, one does not love enough.”

Blaise Pascal (1623–1662) French mathematician, physicist, inventor, writer, and Christian philosopher

“To know and love one other human being is the root of all wisdom.”

Evelyn Waugh (1903–1966) British writer

“"New order of the ages" did they say?
If it looks none too orderly today,
'Tis a confusion it was ours to start
So in it have to take courageous part.
No one of honest feeling would approve
A ruler who pretended not to love
A turbulence he had the better of.”

Robert Frost (1874–1963) American poet