Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate only love can do that.

It is very easy to love alone.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.

We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.

In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.