Love is a kind of military service.
Love is nature's second son.
Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.
Love is the irresistible desire to be desired irresistibly.
Love makes the time pass. Time makes love pass.
Love rules without rules. (Amore regge senza legge.)
Love, the itch, and a cough cannot be hid.
Where there is love, there is pain.
Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect
and touch and greet each other.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Yahi Dastoor-E-ulfat Hai,Nammi Ankhon,
Mein Le Kar Bhi,
Sabhi Se Kehna Parta Hai,K Mera Haal,