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

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.

Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.

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

Love is always being given where it is not required.

A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.

A loving heart is the truest wisdom.

Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.

The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.