At Christmas-tide the open hand Scatters its bounty o'er sea and land, And none are left to grieve alone, For Love is heaven and claims its own..

Love is learning the song in someone's heart and singing it to them when they forget..

With the turmoil, with the vicissitudes, with the pain we inflict on each other, love is possible. Sometimes the roads cross and it's worth doing it.….

Whatever I do, I do with the greatest love that I have in me. Try this, and you will see that you do not become fatigued at all. Love is one of the g….

The glance of Love is crystal clear..

Love is finding that the things you like best about yourself are not in you at all, but in the person who completes you.

Love is short, but forgetting is long..

Have a great love for those who contradict and fail to love you, for in this way love is begotten in a heart that has no love..

A rose by any other name Would get the blame For being what it is-- The colour of a kiss, The shadow of a flame. A rose may earn another name, So cal….

Love is an odd thing. As odd a thing as there is..

For me, love is an enhanced state of kindness, compassion, service, respect, and humility, an emotion I feel we are all here to give and to receive..

Magic wasn't something I had to go in search of; it was here, within me, all the time. When hearts are open, when love is flowing, magic happens..

I really, really love being a mum and I absolutely love being a singer so I couldn't be happier..

The most valuable insight on choosing whom to love is to be honest with yourself about the man standing before you..

True love is not a feeling by which we are overwhelmed. It is a committed, thoughtful decision..

Love is not being judged..

Love is eternal. If it ends, it wasn't love..

A flower without a stem, is beauty waiting to die. A heart without love, is a tear waiting to cry..

A person has two passions for love and abhorrence. A big disposition to excessiveness has just a love, because it is more ardent and stronger..

Where love is there is no labor; and if there be labor, that labor is loved..

I think that an act of love is immortal; once tendered, it can never really be taken back..