Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
If you want a love message to be heard, it has got to be sent out. To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.
Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness.
LOVE, OPENS THE GATES OF HAPPINESS
Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.