Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.
I am not sure exactly what Heaven will be like. But I do know that when we die and if comes the time for God to judge us, He will not ask, 'How many good things have you done in your life?' Rather He will ask, 'How much love did you put into what you did?'
The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space
Before marriage, a girl has to make love to a man to hold him. After marriage, she has to hold him to make love to him.
If you don't love yourself, you cannot love others. You will not be able to love others. If you have no compassion for yourself then you are not able of developing compassion for others.
When the power of love, will overcome the love of power; the world will know peace.
To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.
Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, this it overflows upon the outward world.
When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.
You can't create experience, you undergo it.
Love would never leave us alone.
The extent of your consciousness is limited only by your ability to love and to embrace with your love the space around you, and all it contains.
I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.
The heart will turn to a prune if love is always by the numbers. How will you know if someone really loves you if they only meet your expectations and not your needs?
To love one that is great, is almost to be great one's self.
Marriage brings one into fatal connection with custom and tradition, and traditions and customs are like the wind and weather, altogether incalculable.
Love is all, it gives all, and it takes all.
Sometimes, only one person is missing, and the whole world seems depopulated.
We can live without religion and meditation, but we cannot survive without human affection.