It is difficult to know at what moment love begins it is less difficult to know that it has begun.
Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.
LOVE, LOVE IS OUR TRUE DESTINY
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
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
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.