“You love nobody. Is that not true?""Maybe," said Siddhartha wearily. "I am like you. You cannot love either, otherwise how could you practice love as an art? Perhaps people like us cannot love. Ordinary people can - that is their secret.”

“Perhaps people like us cannot love. Ordinary people can - that is their secret. ”

“You were too lazy to learn to dance until it was almost too late, and in the same way you were too lazy to learn to love. As for ideal and tragic love, that I don't doubt you can do marvellously- and all honour to you. Now you will learn to love a little in an ordinary human way.”

“When you like someone, you like them in spite of their faults. When you love someone, you love them with their faults.”

“What could I say to you that would be of value, except that perhaps you seek too much, that as a result of your seeking you cannot find.”

“Love can be begged, bought, or received as a gift, one can find it in the street, but one cannot steal it.”

“Oh, love isn't there to make us happy. I believe it exists to show us how much we can endure.”