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

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

Choose your love, Love your choice.

Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.

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

Life in abundance comes only through great love.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

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

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