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

We can only learn to love by loving.

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

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.

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

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.

Love is the joy of the good, the wonder of the wise, the amazement of the Gods.

It is very easy to love alone.