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

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.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

If you wished to be loved, love.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

Love is always being given where it is not required.

Love is the joy of the good, the wonder of the wise, the amazement of the Gods.

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

When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.