LOVE, OPENS THE GATES OF HAPPINESS
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 consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.
LOVE, LOVE IS ALWAYS OPEN ARMS
The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.
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There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.