Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope
To love rightly is to love what is orderly and beautiful in an educated and disciplined way.
LOVE, BEAUTIFUL IN AN EDUCATED AND DISCIPLINED WAY
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.