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

Love is the poetry of the senses.

Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?

If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.

Love... it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.

He is not a lover who does not love forever.

I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.

Love is always being given where it is not required.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

Faith makes all things possible... love makes all things easy.