Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Genuine love is volitional rather than emotional.
Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
Whoever loves much, performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
It is good to love many things, for therein lies strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done with love is well done.
Sometimes, only one person is missing, and the whole world seems depopulated.
Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.
We are all born for love; it is the principle of existence and its only end.
Loving once and only once is possible - anything is possible.
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?
Ultimately love is everything.
You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
If there is such a thing as a good marriage, it is because it resembles friendship rather than love.
One word, Frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.
I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.
I have seen only You, I have admired only You, I desire only You
In real life, love has to be possible. Even if it is not returned right away, love can only survive when the hope exists that you will be able to win over the person you desire.
Love does not alter the beloved, it alters itself.
The flowering of love is meditation.
