Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That's relativity.
Never build your emotional life on the weaknesses of others.
To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.
It is the stars, The stars above us, govern our conditions
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet are of imagination all compact
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.
We can live without religion and meditation, but we cannot survive without human affection.
The flowering of love is meditation.
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.
It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.
We are all born for love; it is the principle of existence and its only end.
Real magic in relationships means an absence of judgement of others.
Genuine love is volitional rather than emotional.
Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be.
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.
Can there be a love which does not make demands on its object?
This is the true measure of love, When we believe that we alone can love, That no one could ever have loved so before us, And that no one will ever love in the same way after us.
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
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.
Some people care too much. I think it's called love.
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.