It is difficult to know at what moment love begins it is less difficult to know that it has begun.
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.
Love... it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.
love it surrounds, extend slowly, embrace
Love isn't something you find. Love is something that finds you.
LOVE, LOVE IS SOMETHING THAT FINDS YU
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