Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

There is more pleasure in loving than in being beloved.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.

What love we've given, we'll have forever. What love we fail to give, will be lost for all eternity.

Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.

Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.

Love is not only something you feel, it is something you do.