In every living thing there is the desire for love.

The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.

We are never so defensless against suffering as when we love.

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.

Lord, grant that I might not so much seek to be loved as to love.

Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.

When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.

The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.