Love begins by taking care of the closest ones - the ones at home.

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

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

Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

If you wished to be loved, love.

Choose your love, Love your choice.

Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.