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

I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.

Love is suffering. One side always loves more.

The foundation stones for a balanced success are honesty, character, integrity, faith, love and loyalty.

The best smell in the world is that man that you love.

Gestures, in love, are incomparably more attractive, effective and valuable than words.

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.

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