On reflection, one of the things I needed to learn was to allow myself to be loved.
Love is like a war: Easy to begin Hard to end!
Falling in love is awfully simple, but falling out of love is simply awful.
If you have it [Love], you don’t need to have anything else, and if you don’t have it, it doesn’t matter much what else you have.
I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves…
If marriage is your object, you’d better start loving your subject.
Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.
Love the whole world as a mother lovers her only child.