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.
We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.
If you want a love message to be heard, it has got to be sent out. To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope