A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.

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

Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness.

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

Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?

We may give without loving, but we cannot love without giving.

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

Where there is love there is life.

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