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

Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.

We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.

If you wished to be loved, love.

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

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

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

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?

Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.

All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.