Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.

Love begins by taking care of the closest ones - the ones at home.

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

Life in abundance comes only through great love.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.

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

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.

Whatever is done for love always occurs beyond good and evil.