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

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.

Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few.

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.

Whoso loves Believes the impossible.

Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.

Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.

We never know the love of a parent till we become parents ourselves.

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?

Faith makes all things possible... love makes all things easy.