It’s not about being loved by people. It’s about loving them enough to do the right thing for them even though they may hate you for it.

Of course love is blind; it keeps me blind to myself.

God is precise, deliberate and intentional. Therefore, everything He created held sufficient value for Him to create it. And of all things, that includes you.

If I have not been both soothed by love and on the opposite extreme left devastated by it, I will never understand its power nor respect its majesty.

Love is a perpetual journey that is extraordinary because it will never find itself terminated by a destination.

Once I have impounded love and towed it into the confine of words, I have lost it altogether.

Love that is fueled solely by feelings will suddenly find itself out of gas on a long road with no gas stations.

Hate feeds on itself, while love will always find itself fed.

If we limit love to being nothing more than a feeling, we have no real feeling for what love is.