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

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

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

There is no scarcity of opportunity to make a living at what you love there's only scarcity of resolve to make it happen.

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.

We can only learn to love by loving.

Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.

Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.

Where there is love there is life.