Love... it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.

Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.

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

What love we've given, we'll have forever. What love we fail to give, will be lost for all eternity.

If you wished to be loved, love.

A loving heart is the truest wisdom.

He is not a lover who does not love forever.

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

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.