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

Love is the poetry of the senses.

Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.

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

You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back.

We may give without loving, but we cannot love without giving.

Trust in what you love, continue to do it, and it will take you where you need to go.

All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

Do all things with love.