fear, life, love
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
LOVE, LOVE IS A FRUIT IN SEASON AT ALL TIMES
Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.
LOVE, LOVE IS ALWAYS OPEN ARMS
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.