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

You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back.

I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.

Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.

All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.

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

We can only learn to love by loving.

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

It is very easy to love alone.

We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.