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

We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.

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

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

To love rightly is to love what is orderly and beautiful in an educated and disciplined way.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

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