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

Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.

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 is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.

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

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

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

All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins it is less difficult to know that it has begun.

True love cannot be found where it does not exist, nor can it be denied where it does.