All love is sweet, given or returned.
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
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Love is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little love.
A bizarre sensation pervades a relationship of pretense. No truth seems true. A simple morning's greeting and response appear loaded with innuendo and fraught with implications. Each nicety becomes more sterile and each withdrawal more permanent.
Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.
Love, two minds without a single thought.
Many who have spent a lifetime in it can tell us less of love than the child that lost a dog yesterday.
She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned romance as she grew older - the natural sequence of an unnatural beginning.
Love is what is left in a relationship after all the selfishness is taken out.
You may conquer with the sword, but you are conquered by a kiss.
Love is the universal thirst for a communion not merely of the senses, but of our whole nature.
You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give. You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have. I give you thanks for receiving , it's my privilege, and you owe me nothing in return.
Love vanquishes time. To lovers, a moment can be eternity, eternity can be the tick of a clock.
Women wish to be loved not because they are pretty, or good, or well bred, or graceful, or intelligent, but because they are themselves.
I was nauseous and tingly all over. I was either in love or I had smallpox.
Love is like the wild rose-briar. Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly ?
My heart is ever at your service.
To love a person is to learn the song that is in their heart, and to sing it to them when they have forgotten.
Love is sweet, delicate, dreamy an eternity of gorgeous moments.
For one person to love another, that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the last test and proof, the work for which all else is but preparation.
May no gift be too small to give, nor too simple to receive, which is wrapped in thoughtfulness and tied with love.
Nuptial love makes mankind, friendly love perfects it, but wanton love corrupts and debases it.
Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness.
Love is the history of a woman's life, it is an episode in man's.
For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
A compliment is like a kiss through a veil.
I have said nothing because there is nothing I can say that would describe how I feel as perfectly as you deserve it.
And let it spring from love, born out of concern for all beings.
Love is like a mustard seed, planted by god and watered by men.
I love you, I am at rest with you, I have come home.
It is astonishing how little one feels alone when one loves.
The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.
In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities.
The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.
Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.
Love is a force more formidable than any other. It is invisible - it can not be seen or measured - yet it is powerful enough to transform you in a moment, and offer you more than any material possession ever could.
My love for you is a journey, starting at forever, and ending at never.
Love means never having to say you're sorry.
You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.
Love is perfect kindness
Love is the emblem of eternity, it confounds all notion of time, effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.
The heart does not respond to principles and programs, it seeks not efficiency, but passion.
I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.
Come live in my heart and pay no rent.
Love reminds you that nothing else matters.
Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
Love is a haunting melody that I have never mastered and I fear I never will.
We don't have to take our clothes off to have a good time
The first duty of love is to listen.
True love is when your heart and your mind are saying the same thing.
Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low.
Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well.
Love is a great beautifier.
It is the true season of love when we know that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved before us, and that no one will ever love in the same way after us.
From every human being there rises a light that reaches straight to heaven, and when two souls that are destined to be together find each other, the streams of light flow together and a single brighter light goes forth from that united being.
Love is like swallowing hot chocolate, before it has cooled off. It takes you by surprise at first, but keeps you warm for a long time.
Young love is a flame , very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.
Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.
There is only one terminal dignity, love. And the story of a love is not important, what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.
To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven.
Two souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.
Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
To live is like to love, all reason is against it, and all healthy instinct for it.
Love is everything it's cracked up to be. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.
All you need is love.
Love is made by two people, in different kinds of solitude. It can be in a crowd, but in an oblivious crowd.
Love is a ocean of emotions entirely surrounded by expenses.
But there's nothing half so sweet in life, as love's young dream.
The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, this is love.
There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.
Honor the ocean of love.
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life after life, in age after age forever.
The best portion of a good man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts, of kindness and of love.
To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
Love isn't decent. Love is glorious and shameless.
Love works in miracles every day, such as weakening the strong, and stretching the weak , making fools of the wise, and wise men of fools , favoring the passions, destroying reason, and in a word, turning everything topsy-turvy.
Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.
Nothing is worth more than this day.
Love is like a blazing flame, golden and full of warmth.
The essence of romantic love is that wonderful beginning, after which sadness and impossibility may become the rule.
To get the full value of joy you must have someone to divide it with.
Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.
Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination, full of hope.
If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile.
Love can be understood only from the inside, as a language can be understood only by someone who speaks it, as a world can be understood only by someone who lives in it.
Man's love is of man's life a part, it is a woman's whole existence. In her first passion, a woman loves her lover, in all the others all she loves is love.
Love is more than a feeling, it's a state of mind.
Give all to love.
Love is like war, easy to begin but hard to end.
There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union. The avoidance of this pain is the beginning of wisdom, for it is strong enough to contaminate the rest of our lives.
I love you, not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.