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

Love... it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.

Love is the hardest habit to break, and the most difficult to satisfy.

Do all things with love.

All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.

To love rightly is to love what is orderly and beautiful in an educated and disciplined way.

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

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

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

Be of love a little more careful than of anything.