If you love someone but rarely make yourself available to him or her, that is not true love.
Everything is clearer when you're in love.
There are places I’ll remember All my life though some have changed Some forever not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends I still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life I’ve loved them all.
Love is louder than the pressure to be perfect.
Falling in love you remain a child; rising in love you mature. By and by love becomes not a relationship, it becomes a state of your being. Not that you are in love – now you are love.
I do love nothing in the world so well as you. Is not that strange?
And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.
I don't want anyone who doesn't want me.
Perfect love is the most beautiful of all frustrations because it is more than one can express.
I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, As long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be.
What counts in making a happy marriage is not so much how compatible you are but how you deal with incompatibility.
Our job is to love others without stopping to inquire whether or not they are worthy. That is not our business and, in fact, it is nobody's business. What we are asked to do is to love, and this love itself will render both ourselves and our neighbors worthy.
You cannot be lonely if you like the person you're alone with.
You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.
Prayer in action is love, love in action is service.
Till I loved I never lived.
My heart might be bruised, but it will recover and become capable of seeing beauty of life once more. It’s happened before, it will happen again, I’m sure. When someone leaves, it’s because someone else is about to arrive – I’ll find love again.
Freedom and love go together. Love is not a reaction. If I love you because you love me, that is mere trade, a thing to be bought in the market; it is not love. To love is not to ask anything in return, not even to feel that you are giving something- and it is only such love that can know freedom.
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 on watering it. You’ve got to really look after it and nurture it.