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

Do all things with love.

Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.

Fortune and love favor the brave.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

Be of love a little more careful than of anything.

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

Love is the poetry of the senses.