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

Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.

Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.

If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.

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

Choose your love, Love your choice.

In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.

The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.

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.