For though we love both the truth and our friends, piety requires us to honor the truth first.

Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness.

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

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

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

Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.

The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

Whoso loves Believes the impossible.

If you wished to be loved, love.