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

I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.

Lord, grant that I might not so much seek to be loved as to love.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.

Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'

A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.

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

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

Love is a great beautifier.