“Love, another religion, has a style of its own. The words of its fanatics are strange, obscure, incoherent, and often incomprehensible to all the world save the initiated.”
J. T. Merydrew, English writer

A marriage contract from 1943:
1. I will always love you.
2. I will never leave you.
3. I will do everything to make you happy.
4. I will take care of you and the children, as far as circumstances allow.
5. I will not object to you taking care of me.
6. I will no longer look at pretty girls, or at least only to ascertain that you are prettier.
7. I will not come home late very often.
8. I will try to grind my teeth quietly at night.
9. I will always love you.
10. I will always love you.

“The little, secret sacred movements of love between a man and a woman are the deepest, most mystic things of life…I have learned in your arms the lovely joy of asking for love, of reaching up towards you to receive your love, as if I held myself out to you, a flower to be nourished, a cup to be filled. There are no words to tell of the meeting of love…the emptying of all feeling, the giving to each other of food from the body itself, and sometimes it is more than these things, for it is done, in remembrance of union, to tell us we are not alone but together and that alone and apart, we would be forlorn and unfinished. For I believe this union is the meaning of the delight together, the ecstasies of abandon and the thankfulness afterwards.”
Margaret Lawrence to Benedict Greene, 1942

“Take a little of the tender witchcraft of Love, and add it to the generous, the honourable sentiments of manly Friendship, and I know but one more delightful morsel, which few, few in any rank ever taste. Such a composition is like adding cream to strawberries: it not only gives the fruit a more elegant richness, but has a peculiar deliciousness of its own.”
Robert Burns, 1787

“I shall ever remember the gentleness of your manners and the wild originality of your countenance.”
Jane Clairmont to Lord Byron, 1815

…taken from Passionate Love Letters by Michelle Lovric