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

Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.

If you could only love enough, you could be the most powerful person in the world.

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

There is no limit to the power of loving.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.

A part of kindness consists in loving people more than they deserve.

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