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

A loving heart is the truest wisdom.

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

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

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

Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.

Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness.

Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved we love to love.

Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'

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