The flowering of love is meditation.

A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

Love is too young to know what conscience is.

Men's vows are women's traitors!

Women are still in emotional bondage as long as we need to worry that we might have to make a choice between being heard and being loved.

Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.

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.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.

To find yourself, think for yourself.

Real love is a permanently self-enlarging experience.

The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space

But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

I don't know that love changes. People change. Circumstances change.

All I am, or can be, I owe to my angel mother.

It is not the magnitude of our actions but the amount of love that is put into them that matters.

We can live without religion and meditation, but we cannot survive without human affection.

Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.

Whoever loves becomes humble. Those who love have , so to speak , pawned a part of their narcissism.

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?'