For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Tell me who admires and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.

Love isn't something you find. Love is something that finds you.

Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

It is not enough to say we must not wage war. It is necessary to love peace and sacrifice for it.

Love is a great beautifier.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

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

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached by love.