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

A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.

It is very easy to love alone.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

We may give without loving, but we cannot love without giving.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

There is more pleasure in loving than in being beloved.

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

Love is the only reality and it is not a more sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.