In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.

Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

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

I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.

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

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

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Do all things with love.

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