Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
LOVE, LOVE IS A FRUIT IN SEASON AT ALL TIMES
Love is the only reality and it is not a more sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.