Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.

You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back.

People think love is an emotion. Love is good sense.

There is more pleasure in loving than in being beloved.

The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.

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

If you wished to be loved, love.

Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.