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

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

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

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.

Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.

It is very easy to love alone.

Love is suffering. One side always loves more.

Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.

If you have only one smile in you give it to the people you love.