Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved we love to love.
love, gift, freely, willingly, expectation
Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.
Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.
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
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.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?