LOVE, LOVE IS A FRUIT IN SEASON AT ALL TIMES
There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.
LOVE, THERE IS NO DISGUISE WHICH CAN HIDE LOVE
Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.
LOVE, LOVE IS ALWAYS OPEN ARMS
If you love something let it go free. If it doesn't come back, you never had it. If it comes back, love it forever.
There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.
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Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope