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

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

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

There is no limit to the power of loving.

Love is the only reality and it is not a more sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

Love isn't something you find. Love is something that finds you.

Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.