If you have only one smile in you give it to the people you love.
Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone – we find it with another.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.
Where there is great love, there are always wishes.
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.
Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move. Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
I’d rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
We are most alive when we’re in love.
I know of only one duty, and that is to love.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
A friendship that like love is warm; A love like friendship, steady.
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.
A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.
The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.
How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.
When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.
There’s a long life ahead of you and it’s going to be beautiful, as long as you keep loving and hugging each other.
Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score; Then to that twenty, add a hundred more: A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on, To make that thousand up a million. Treble that million, and when that is done, Let’s kiss afresh, as when we first begun.
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.
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