It feels amazing to be touched by the person who understands your mind, the person who acknowledges your flaws and loves your soul.
I love you neither with my heart, nor with my mind. My heart might stop, my mind can forget. I love you with my soul because my soul never stops or forgets.
Choosing to generate and flow unconditional love is the only permanent way to end suffering.
Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.
In love there are no penalties and no payments, and what is given is indistinguishable from what is received.
I do not believe it is in our nature to love impartially. We deceive ourselves when we think we can love two beings, even our own children, equally. There is always a dominant affection.
Another reason why we must love our enemies is that hate scars the soul and distorts the personality.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Beauty is certainly a soft, smooth, slippery thing, and therefore of a nature which easily slips in and permeates our souls.
To give all, to sacrifice all without expecting to get anything in return, this is love.
Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own.
If he loved you with all the power of his soul for a whole lifetime, he couldn’t love you as much as I do in a single day.
What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined to strengthen each other and to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.