We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.

When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.

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

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

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.

Friendship is Love without his wings!

True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.

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

Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.

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