A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.

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

A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.

For though we love both the truth and our friends, piety requires us to honor the truth first.

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

Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes.