There are only two people who can tell you the truth about yourself - an enemy who has lost his temper and a friend who loves you dearly.
The one who loves the least, controls the relationship.
My wife loves football, but I think she's resigned to the fact that I'll never make it there.
Misery loves another idiot with a jukebox where his soul should be.
“If a thing loves, it is infinite.”
One loves to possess arms, though they hope never to have occasion for them.
He who loves practice without theory is like the sailor who boards ship without a rudder and compass and never knows where he may cast.