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

If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.

Do all things with love.

Choose your love, Love your choice.

Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

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

Love is always being given where it is not required.

For though we love both the truth and our friends, piety requires us to honor the truth first.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.