All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached by love.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

There is a woman at the beginning of all great things.

Love is what we were born with. Fear is what we learned here.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

It is very easy to love alone.

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Love is my religion - I could die for it.

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