Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.

A baby is born with a need to be loved - and never outgrows it.

Without love, what are we worth? Eighty-nine cents! Eighty-nine cents worth of chemicals walking around lonely.

Who, being loved, is poor?

Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that.

The art of love... is largely the art of persistence.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Hate leaves ugly scars, love leaves beautiful ones.

Forget love - I`d rather fall in chocolate!

For you see, each day I love you more. Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.

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