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

Love is always being given where it is not required.

We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.

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

Love is the only reality and it is not a more sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.

Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.

If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.