Tell me who admires and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.

If you have only one smile in you give it to the people you love.

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

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

If you can learn to love yourself and all the flaws, you can love other people so much better. And that makes you so happy.

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

Love is always being given where it is not required.

I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.

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