Love is the poetry of the senses.

Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.

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

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?

I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?

If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.

Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes.