If you love something let it go free. If it doesn't come back, you never had it. If it comes back, love it forever.
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.
LOVE, ONCE ONLY ARE WE PERFECTLY EQUIPPED FOR LOVING
Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.
LOVE, LOVE IS ALWAYS OPEN ARMS
Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.
love, nature, furnished, embroidered, imagination
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.