Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.

If you wished to be loved, love.

Lord, grant that I might not so much seek to be loved as to love.

You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back.

Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.