LOVE, OPENS THE GATES OF HAPPINESS
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.
LOVE, HOW MUCH YOU ARE LOVED BY OTHERS
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.
There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.
kind of love, imitations, thousand, love
In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.
love occurs, become one, remain two