Love adorns itself; it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty.
Love is the most beautiful thing to have, hardest thing to earn and most painful thing to lose.
No, this trick won't work...How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?
Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.
We could never learn to be brave and patient, if there were only joy in the world.
Immature love says, "I love you because I need you." Mature love says, "I need you because I love you."
Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect finds the way to its flower, with a will which nothing can dismay nor turn aside.
The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.
Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.
Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do, but how much love we put in that action.
I believe love produces a certain flowering of the whole personality which nothing else can achieve.