A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
Where love rules, there is no will to power, and where power predominates, love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
For all eternity, I forgive you and you forgive me.
I finally understood what true love meant...love meant that you care for another person's happiness more than your own, no matter how painful the choices you face might be.
One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.
A loving heart is the truest wisdom.
Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
The best thing a father can do for his children is to love their mother.
All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached by love.
If there is such a thing as a good marriage, it is because it resembles friendship rather than love.
I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.
To fall in love you have to be in the state of mind for it to take, like a disease.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
Despite my thirty years of research into the feminine soul, I have not been able to answer... the great question that has never been answered: what does a woman want?
A thankful heart is not only the greatest virtue, but the parent of all other virtues.
Love is what carries you, for it is always there, even in the dark, or most in the dark, but shining out at times like gold stitches in a piece of embroidery.
All love shifts and changes. I don't know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.
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.
Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile.
Who, being loved, is poor?