Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.

All love is lost but upon God alone.

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

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

Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.

Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.

We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.

Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.

Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into friend.