We are nearer loving those who hate us than those who love us more than we wish.

We always love those who admire us but we do not always love those whom we admire.

Mothers are the people who love us for no good reason. And those of us who are mothers know it's the most exquisite love of all.

Everything that I love is behind those gates. We have elephants and giraffes and crocodiles and every kind of tigers and lions. And - and we have bus loads of kids who don't get to see those things. They come up sick children and enjoy it.

Among those whom I like or admire I can find no common denominator but among those whom I love I can: all of them make me laugh.

Love has features which pierce all hearts he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings he comes quickly and flies away the same.

Whoever loves becomes humble. Those who love have so to speak pawned a part of their narcissism.

I am certainly not an authority on love because there are no authorities on love just those who've had luck with it and those who haven't.

You don't have to be singing about love all the time in order to give love to the people. You don't have to keep flashing those words all the time.

Those whom we can love we can hate to others we are indifferent.