We may give without loving, but we cannot love without giving.

A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.

Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.

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

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

A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love.

Love is the poetry of the senses.