Nothing in life is as good as the marriage of true minds between man and woman. As good? It is life itself.

Love does not alter the beloved it alters itself.

Love is a portion of the soul itself and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.

Love seeketh not itself to please nor for itself hath any care but for another gives its ease and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.

True love is eternal infinite and always like itself. It is equal and pure without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

Love feels no burden thinks nothing of trouble attempts what is above its strength pleads no excuse of impossibility for it thinks all things lawful for itself and all things possible.

Hate is only a form love that hasn't found a way to express itself logically.

The desire for possession is insatiable to such a point that it can survive even love itself. To love therefore is to sterilize the person one loves.

Love may be or it may not but where it is it ought to reveal itself in its immensity.

We've got this gift of love but 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 watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it.

Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law.

Love is an energy which exists of itself. It is its own value.

We must declare ourselves become known allow the world to discover this subterranean life of ours which connects kings and farm boys artists and clerks. Let them see that the important thing is not the object of love but the emotion itself.

The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself.

Sometimes I feel like one who is on the sidelines who has missed life itself.

The first thing which I can record concerning myself is that I was born. These are wonderful words. This life to which neither time nor eternity can bring diminution - this everlasting living soul began. My mind loses itself in these depths.

Miracles in the sense of phenomena we cannot explain surround us on every hand: life itself is the miracle of miracles.

The quality of life is more important than life itself.

Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday.

Bad things do happen how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness immobilized by the gravity of my loss or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have - life itself.

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They came through you but not from you and though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

Character develops itself in the stream of life.

Life itself still remains a very effective therapist.

Life itself is the proper binge.