We never know the love of a parent till we become parents ourselves.

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.

People think love is an emotion. Love is good sense.

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

Love is supreme and unconditional like is nice but limited.

If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.

If you can learn to love yourself and all the flaws, you can love other people so much better. And that makes you so happy.

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

A good teacher can inspire hope, ignite the imagination, and instill a love of learning.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.