You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

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

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

There is more pleasure in loving than in being beloved.

Love is the greatest refreshment in life.