The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.

Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few.

He is not a lover who does not love forever.

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

Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.

If you want a love message to be heard, it has got to be sent out. To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.

Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.

We never know the love of a parent till we become parents ourselves.