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

Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.

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

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

You, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.

All love is lost but upon God alone.

Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.

To love rightly is to love what is orderly and beautiful in an educated and disciplined way.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

Love is the hardest habit to break, and the most difficult to satisfy.