Love is the only reality and it is not a more sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.

Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.

Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.

Love is suffering. One side always loves more.

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.

Nothing can bring a real sense of security into the home except true love.

All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached by love.

It is very easy to love alone.

Lord, grant that I might not so much seek to be loved as to love.

Love is the poetry of the senses.