In a world of fugitives, the person taking the opposite direction will appear to run away.

I have an idea that most of all he is running away from love, because it's too big and too demanding. He's running away from us — from you, from me, from his sister, from himself, too. Who wants to be himself, who wants to be so little, and so captured and limited?

All lovers believe they are inventing love.

And besides, we lovers fear everything

The urge to escape from selfhood and the environment is in almost everyone almost all the time.

Lovers are
Like walking ghosts, they always haunt the spot
Of their misdeeds.

All lovers in the world are alike: they fall in love by chance; they see each other, and are attached to each other by the features of their faces; they illuminate each other by the fierce preference which is akin to madness; they assert the reality of illusions; and for a moment they change falsehood into truth.

6258. Follow Love, and it will flee ;
Flee Love, and it will follow thee.

"Every apostle or disciple," Mrs. Clarke says, "as much as they're running to follow their savior-they're running just as hard to escape something else."

One can run away from anything but oneself.

We are undercover passion on the run,
Chasing love up against the sun,
We are strangers by day, lovers by night,
Knowing it's so wrong but feeling so right.

The world is full of love stories, and all lovers are in a sense the avatars of their predecessors.

Haste is universal because everyone is in flight from himself.

Lovers think they are looking for each other,
but there is only one search: wandering
This world is wandering that, both inside one
transparent sky. In here
there is no dogma and no heresy.