Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.
Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.
Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into a friend.
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
Love is not just looking at each other, it's looking in the same direction.
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.
Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
Love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it.