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

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

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

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love.

Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.

Love means to commit yourself without guarantee.

If you could only love enough, you could be the most powerful person in the world.

You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back.

In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.