Economized love is never real love

Love is the poetry of the senses.

A woman knows the face of the man she loves like a sailor knows the open sea.

Great love affairs start with Champagne and end with tisane.

First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.

It is as absurd to say that a man can't love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music.