Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.

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

Love is supreme and unconditional like is nice but limited.

Love is a better teacher than duty.

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

A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.

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.

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

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