Love is the fire that warms our lives with unparalleled joy and divine hope. Love should be our walk and our talk.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is the most terrible, and also the most generous of the passions; it is the only one which includes in its dreams the happiness of someone else.
I think being a parent is knowing how to love. Sometimes love is discipline, sometimes it's humor, sometimes it's listening.
There are only really a few stories to tell in the end, and betrayal and the failure of love is one of those good stories to tell.
The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.
I think in a lot of ways unconditional love is a myth. My mom's the only reason I know it's a real thing.
We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it.
In my life I've learned that true happiness comes from giving. Helping others along the way makes you evaluate who you are. I think that love is what we're all searching for. I haven't come across anyone who didn't become a better person through love.
Power is of two kinds. One is obtained by the fear of punishment and the other by acts of love. Power based on love is a thousand times more effective and permanent then the one derived from fear of punishment.
Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.