Love is the joy of the good, the wonder of the wise, the amazement of the Gods.

If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.

A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.

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

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

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

Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

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

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.

We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.