All love shifts and changes. I don't know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

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

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

The way to know life is to love many things.

Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness.

Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.

Do all things with love.