I think what motivates people is not great hate, but great love for other people.
None of us, including me, ever do great things. But we can all do small things, with great love, and together we can do something wonderful.
To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best.
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'
Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.
Where there is love there is life.
Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.
Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.
To love another person is to see the face of God.
The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.
Things must be felt with the heart.
All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love.
Hate is too great a burden to bear.
True love stories never have endings.
What the world really needs is more love and less paper work.
Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.
Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.
I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it's these things I'd believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn't all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.
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