If you wished to be loved, love.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

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

Fortune and love favor the brave.

The way to know life is to love many things.

To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.

It is very easy to love alone.

If you have only one smile in you give it to the people you love.

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?

Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into friend.