LOVE, LOVE OF A PARENT
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
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
A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.
LOVE, HOW MUCH YOU ARE LOVED BY OTHERS
Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.
It is not enough to say we must not wage war. It is necessary to love peace and sacrifice for it.