Love is energy of life.

Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.

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

Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

It is very easy to love alone.

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

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.

Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.

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

Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.