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

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

Love is the poetry of the senses.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

Love is a great beautifier.

All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached by love.

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

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Love is what we were born with. Fear is what we learned here.

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.