Love is just another name for what never gets old.

El amor no tiene edad; siempre está naciendo.

Love is something totally new every day, but pleasure is not, pleasure has continuity. Love is always new, and therefore it is its own eternity.

Love has no age, no limit, and no death.

Love has no age, no limit; and no death.

Love is something eternal... The aspect may change but not the essence.

Love is eternal. If it ends, it wasn't love.

Love finds us young and keeps us so: immortal himself, he permits not age to enter the hearts where he reigns.

True love is eternal, infinite, always like unto itself; it is equable, pure, without violent demonstration; white hair often covers the head, but the heart that holds it is ever young.

Love is never more than a faith, and that’s why it’s so exciting.

It is a splendid thing to think that the woman you really love will never grow old to you. Through the wrinkles of time, through the mask of years, if you really love her, you will always see the face you loved and won. And a woman who really loves a man does not see that he grows old; he is not decrepit to her; he does not tremble; he is not old; she always sees the same gallant gentleman who won her hand and heart. I like to think of it in that way; I like to think that love is eternal. And to love in that way and then go down the hill of life together, and as you go down, hear, perhaps, the laughter of grandchildren, while the birds of joy and love sing once more in the leafless branches of the tree of age.

True love is eternal, infinite and always like itself. It's always equal and pure. Without violent demonstrations: It is seen with white hairs and is always young at heart.

The passionate heart never ages.

Why can't there be love that never gets tired?