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

Love begins by taking care of the closest ones - the ones at home.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

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

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

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

Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

Love is the only reality and it is not a more sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.