everything, love, really, yourself
To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.
being loved, loving is angelic
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.
disguise, hide love, exists, simulate