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

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached by love.

The greatest healing therapy is friendship and love.

People think love is an emotion. Love is good sense.

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.

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.

Where there is love there is life.

Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

Be of love a little more careful than of anything.