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

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

Darkness cannot drive out darkness only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate only love can do that.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

He is not a lover who does not love forever.

Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.

There is no limit to the power of loving.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

When you have really exhausted an experience you always reverence and love it.

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