True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

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

Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.

Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.

Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.

Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.

Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?