Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
Immature love says: ‘I love you because I need you.’ Mature love says ‘I need you because I love you.’
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable
I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.
Where there is love there is life.