I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.

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

Gestures, in love, are incomparably more attractive, effective and valuable than words.

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins it is less difficult to know that it has begun.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

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.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.

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

The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.