If you can learn to love yourself and all the flaws, you can love other people so much better. And that makes you so happy.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.

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

When we are in love we seem to ourselves quite different from what we were before.

It is very easy to love alone.

A man is already halfway in love with any woman who listens to him.

It is not enough to say we must not wage war. It is necessary to love peace and sacrifice for it.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.