"Love gives joy to lucky people but to the unlucky every relationship gives pain in return for love."

Love is like an hour glass, with the heart filling up as the brain empties.

Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

Kindness in words creates confidence. Kindness in thinking creates profoundness. Kindness in giving creates love.

Love is the most beautiful feeling. It is said to be the truest of all the human emotions. When we are in love our world seems to cheer up instantly. We start looking at life from a different but positive angle.

I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.

Two souls with but a single thought,Two heart that beat as one.

Marriage is the perfection of what love aimed at, ignorant of what it sought.

"Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place."

Loving people live in a loving world. Hostile people live in a hostile world. Same world.

A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.

Flowers are love's truest language.

Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world.

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 does not dominate; it cultivates.

Knowledge can bring many things..but the consciousness of the heart brings love, and love brings everything.

True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked.

"I know I mustn't blame anyone but sometimes it feels better to point a finger to someone else."

Love does not come to those who seek it, but to those who give love. It is a binding force between souls who have nothing to give but themselves to one another.

Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver.

Love is a better teacher than duty.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.

There is nothing worth the wear of winning, but laughter and the love of friends.

"I honestly think it is better to be a failure at something you love than to be a success at something you hate."

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