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

Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.

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

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

It is very easy to love alone.

When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.

A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.

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

All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.

Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.