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

Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.

A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.

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

Love is the poetry of the senses.

Whoso loves Believes the impossible.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.

Love... it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.