For lack of love one does a million other things.

Love means being able to confide in someone. The greater the confidence, the greater the love.

We love those whom we can confide in.

It is rare, very rare, to fall in love and not fall out again.

Were it not for some basic misunderstanding no two people would ever fall in love.

Don't even think of falling in love with someone unless you intend to love them forever.

Love people, not places. Places don't miss you when you're gone.

We love those to whom we can tell our story.

How beautiful to touch another's soul with a word, a gesture, a thought.