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

Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins it is less difficult to know that it has begun.

Where there is love there is life.

Though lovers be lost love shall not.

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

The way to know life is to love many things.

There is no scarcity of opportunity to make a living at what you love there's only scarcity of resolve to make it happen.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.