What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.

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.

There is no limit to the power of loving.

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.

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.

Be of love a little more careful than of anything.

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.

Friendship is Love without his wings!

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.