Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.

If you wished to be loved, love.

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

Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

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

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

Choose your love, Love your choice.

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

Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.