Love is not primarily a relationship to a specific person; it is an attitude, an ordination of character which determines the relatedness of the person to the whole world as a whole, not toward one object of love.
A relationship isn't always 50/50. Some days a person will struggle. You suck it up and pick up that 80/20 cause they need you. That's love.
In order to create there must be a dynamic force, and what force is more potent than love?
Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.
Love is not enough. It must be the foundation, the cornerstone-but not the complete structure. It is much too pliable, too yielding.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Relationships of all kinds are like sand held in your hand. Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is. The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on, the sand trickles through your fingers.
Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
Love is a perfume you cannot pour onto others without getting a few drops on yourself.