The way to know life is to love many things.

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

In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.

Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.

Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few.

Nothing can bring a real sense of security into the home except true love.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.

Love... it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.