Chapter

  1 1  |             carita, carita; for the love of St. Catherine! only a
  2 1  |            it was a leave-taking of love and of woman; but his final
  3 1  |         Abruzzi, sought for Italian love intrigues, grew ardent over
  4 1  |        above the hearth he told his love in a gloom so deep that
  5 1  |            earth. ~The sympathy and love, and the gentle serenity
  6 1  |             things in the precept, "Love one another." This picture
  7 1  |           wish that you may fall in love with an opera-dancer. You
  8 1  |            note. Wine had not taken love for traveling companion;
  9 1  |           something wild even about love, and the magic of forgiveness
 10 1  |           simpers over a traffic in love, sheds tears over a victim'
 11 1  |        follow one's inclinations in love, and die young!" ~"Have
 12 1  |              her king, her divinity Love, for her, meant a fascinating
 13 1  |             Euphrasia made answer. "Love comes like the wind, no
 14 1  |           brutes had once fallen in love with you, you would hold
 15 1  |            the atmosphere. Wine and love, delirium and unconsciousness
 16 2  |             sound knowledge and the love of, and application to,
 17 2  |            I sighed in secret for a love affair. I met, among young
 18 2  |           my rapture, a young man's love, which should outstrip all
 19 2  |             a mistake to wish for a love that springs for a word'
 20 2  |          feel that you were born to love, to make some woman's happiness,
 21 2  |        excessive application, and a love of reading which possessed
 22 2  |            the insight of contemned love. ~"I can see now that my
 23 2  |           listless and incapable of love or of steady purpose; a
 24 2  |           gratitude over and beyond love, that I had worshiped her
 25 2  |             is themselves that they love in us! But the artist, poor
 26 2  |           praise, to believe in the love of a man like that? Will
 27 2  |            this disgusts an artist. Love in the abstract is not enough
 28 2  |           theirs to give; for them, love means the pleasure of ruling
 29 2  |            the day when an angel of love and kindness . . . But I
 30 2  |           familiar to me. I came to love this prison of my own choosing.
 31 2  |           sweet and exhilarating as love. Unspeakable joys are showered
 32 2  |          same sort of thing. If you love a young girl, or allow yourself
 33 2  |          say, that I cannot imagine love in the midst of poverty.
 34 2  |             cannon smoke. My way of love would be to mount by a silken
 35 2  |     hairdresser's feats of skill; a love of wax-lights, a carriage
 36 2  |           my vanity, a good half of love. There would be more relish
 37 2  |            the earthlier aspects of love, the fairer she becomes
 38 2  |             I should have fallen in love with her. A woman must be
 39 2  |              Could she bring me the love that is death, that brings
 40 2  |            born for an inaccessible love, and fortune has overtopped
 41 2  |              if I tried a change in love. So my observation of Foedora
 42 2  |            us to see this throne of love? She gives herself to no
 43 2  |            If Foedora would none of love to-day, she had had strong
 44 2  |            so long as she knows not love. ~" 'Well,' I said to Rastignac, '
 45 2  |             caused her aversion for love.' ~"I walked home from the
 46 2  |              in order to secure her love, I gave her any quantity
 47 2  |           will and a desire for her love, I assumed a little authority,
 48 2  |             and fell desperately in love. ~"I am not very sure what
 49 2  |            what we mean by the word love in our poetry and our talk;
 50 2  |          divine heights of my first love. ~"Nothing expressed in
 51 2  |           the suddenness with which love awoke in me. To speak of
 52 2  |            is to speak of illusion. Love passes through endless transformations
 53 2  |             need to be very much in love to share the furious transports
 54 2  |             reads Clarissa Harlowe. Love is like some fresh spring,
 55 2  |        idolatry of a woman with the love of knowledge. The causes
 56 2  |       Although we had not spoken of love, I foresaw an explanation.
 57 2  |           ill-advised as to mention love to me. If my regard for
 58 2  |    worshiped, for such women either love or would fain be loved.
 59 2  |           if I allowed them to make love to me without return. That
 60 2  |          smile. ~" 'If I own that I love you,' I said, 'you will
 61 2  |            certain pride in self, a love of your own loveliness,
 62 2  |            times fairer for it. Can love formerly have brought you
 63 2  |          refusing a too importunate love? Some natural defect perhaps
 64 2  |            blind, deaf, and dumb to love. You are really an interesting
 65 2  |           the effects of passionate love? A desperate man has often
 66 2  |             her in a glance all the love I must forego; she stood
 67 2  |         happiness, the course of my love, might be affected by a
 68 2  |         seem a mere trifle. Perhaps love must plead his cause by
 69 2  |            ever I might speak of my love or of dying for her sake. ~"
 70 2  |           luckless wretch who is in love no longer belongs to himself,
 71 2  |          may not take his own life. Love makes us almost sacred in
 72 2  |           long-suffering charity of love. ~" 'Not quite so fast,'
 73 2  |            to be divine and full of love. I was very happy; I fancied
 74 2  |            I had money, a wealth of love in my heart, and my troubles
 75 2  |          life drama, and discounted love and its happiness. Ah, how
 76 2  |           and word. Yet if reviving love expressed itself in my eyes,
 77 2  |         steeped me in happiness and love. I seemed to myself her
 78 2  |            t he lucky, not to be in love!' they exclaimed. 'If he
 79 2  |           presence I was as dull as love could make me. When I was
 80 2  |            I did speak, I renounced love; and I affected gaiety but
 81 2  |          within me by extinguishing love. By the light of warning
 82 2  |            with her to the theatre. Love utterly absorbed me as I
 83 2  |         soul into the double joy of love and of hearing every emotion
 84 2  |         with the warmth of a poet's love. If I could only have made
 85 2  |           had been necessary not to love her so that I might win
 86 2  | unconsciously revealed her absolute love of self. I seemed to see
 87 2  |            in me - pride, ambition, love, curiosity. ~"There was
 88 2  |             into my own. ~" 'Do you love me?' I asked. ~" 'A little, -
 89 2  |           cried. ~"Then she did not love me. Her jesting tones, and
 90 2  |             The woman whom you will love is going to kill you - there
 91 2  |            happy in not yet knowing love,' I said to myself, thinking
 92 2  |            she could not resist the love of a man of my age, the
 93 2  |             but I had a friend! But love inspired me all at once,
 94 2  |          like that must know how to love indeed. Her beautiful voice
 95 2  |             an ecstasy like that of love. ~"She stood before the
 96 2  |          her. ~" 'George must be in love!' she remarked. 'I shall
 97 2  |             without the religion of love, without faith in any affection.
 98 2  |          from the stolen glances of love. Alas, a fair form will
 99 2  |            the story of my life, my love, my sacrifices, might I
100 2  |          condemned my faint-hearted love, and a man who acknowledges
101 2  |                  Hear me, madame. I love you, and you know it; I
102 2  |          fool; I would not owe your love to such arts as these! so
103 2  |             blighted affections; my love was strengthened by fair
104 2  |           such words came to me, by love's inspiration, that each
105 2  |             I broke in. 'Even now I love you well enough to murder
106 2  |          And yet, no; for you would love him, and his death might
107 2  |          very culpable in me not to love you,' she said, laughing. '
108 2  |            I to blame? No. I do not love you; you are a man, that
109 2  |      delicate tact can be repaid by love alone, and I care so little
110 2  |             just uttered, so well I love you. O, if I could testify
111 2  |            O, if I could testify my love with every drop of blood
112 2  |           titles? Well, only let me love you; bid my pen write and
113 2  |         across a woman who will not love him, or a woman who loves
114 2  |        furniture of various kinds - love tokens, very likely - was
115 2  |        nature has its accessions of love. ~"For men in private life,
116 2  |              killed by an excess of love. ~"In this way I have existed.
117 2  |             rating mine as a common love affair. She was deceived,
118 2  |        should be unable to tear the love of her out of my breast
119 2  |     good-night to Nebuchadnezzar! - Love! Wine! France! - glory and
120 3  |            kindly thought again, to love no more; nothing is left
121 3  |           already, and he is making love." ~"Well, sir," exclaimed
122 3  |             standpoint. One hour of love has a whole life in it." ~
123 3  |        twelve." ~"I want Pauline to love me!" he cried next morning,
124 3  |            I " ~He went no further, love sparkled in his eyes, and
125 3  |          will be glad; but you must love me and my heart besides,
126 3  |       besides, for there is so much love for you in my heart. You
127 3  |      Pauline? Do not fear it. It is love, love true and deep and
128 3  |            not fear it. It is love, love true and deep and everlasting
129 3  |           despair and happiness and love. ~"When you are the Marquise
130 3  |             offer, take it." ~"Your love, Raphael, your love is all
131 3  |            Your love, Raphael, your love is all the world to me.
132 3  |          moment, both bewildered by love and gladness. ~"Some day
133 3  |          happy and content." ~"O my love, say that once more!" ~"
134 3  |          will try to tell you of my love; just now I can only feel
135 3  |         anything in the world. Poor love, you don't know that my
136 3  |            strong it was. Never has love made two souls, two natures,
137 3  |       happiness she enjoyed, and of love she knew as yet only its
138 3  |          than to looks and words of love!" ~"I was not reading, my
139 3  |           with all the might of the love between them, she clasped
140 3  |             O Pauline, Pauline, you love me far too much!" ~"There
141 3  |         symbol of destiny. ~"Do you love me?" he asked. ~"Do I love
142 3  |          love me?" he asked. ~"Do I love you? Is there any doubt?" ~"
143 3  |         child! there are gulfs that love can never traverse, despite
144 3  |            privileges of passionate love that it was Pauline's breathing. ~"
145 3  |           down on Raphael's knee. ~"Love, what gulf were you talking
146 3  |            to us. Is it strength of love in us, or lack of courage?
147 3  |         whole lifetime of peace and love in one night, in one hour?" ~"
148 3  |           the anxious tenderness of love. Pauline seemed to look
149 3  |        added to the enchantments of love. ~Even the most unaffected
150 3  |      painter, an old man, wildly in love, and would perhaps have
151 3  |           behold the woman that you love, sleeping, smiling in a
152 3  |            but wrapped round in her love as by a cloak - modesty
153 3  |            filled with memories and love, and where the very daylight
154 3  |          upon youth and purity, and love that even now had no thought
155 3  |             bad man!" ~The grace of love and youth, of silence and
156 3  |      possession of childhood. Alas! love's springtide joys, like
157 3  |           Yes, there are gulfs that love can never cross, and therein
158 3  |            never cross, and therein love must bury itself." ~On a
159 3  |          soothing influence; and to love, it gives a grave and meditative
160 3  |         desire not to be cheated of love, their destined end. ~"Your
161 3  |             turned brigand, for the love of the liberty so dear to
162 3  |             I, never!-thy Pauline - love - no more of Pauline? -
163 3  |        would not have deserted me - Love eternal - To die " ~The
164 3  |            grief. There is far more love in my heart for you than
165 3  |         clearly a symbol of his own love and luckless existence. ~"
166 3  |             nothing in my heart but love. Angel of my life, you have
167 3  |            But you are young; and I love you! Die?" she asked, in
168 3  |         there, in all the beauty of love and terror, Raphael was
169 3  |             he rushed after her; "I love you, I adore you, I want
170 Epi|          luxuriously to memories of love or youth, while you watch
171 Epi|            uncreated, of spirit and love alone. She has wrapped her