The lover knows much more about absolute good and universal beauty than any logician or theologian unless the latter too be lovers in disguise.

The anger of lovers renews their love.

At the beginning and at the end of love the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

If you age with somebody you go through so many roles - you're lovers friends enemies colleagues strangers you're brother and sister. That's what intimacy is if you're with your soulmate.