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 a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.
love, difference, person, everybody
True love cannot be found where it does not exist, nor can it be denied where it does.
LOVE, TRUE LOVE CANNOT BE FOUND
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
love, never lose, enjoyed, part