love, heart, love
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
If you love something let it go free. If it doesn't come back, you never had it. If it comes back, love it forever.
Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.
LOVE, LOVE IS ALWAYS OPEN ARMS
Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.
LOVE, LOVE IS OUR TRUE DESTINY
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.
love, nature, furnished, embroidered, imagination
Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives.