Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.

There is a woman at the begining of all great things.

A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

Love is suffering. One side always loves more.