Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.

Love is always being given where it is not required.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives.

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

Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved we love to love.

A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.