Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved we love to love.

We are never so defensless against suffering as when we love.

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

The love of family and the admiration of friends is much more important than wealth and privilege.

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

Love is the poetry of the senses.

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

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

Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.

Whatever is done for love always occurs beyond good and evil.