... it’s a blessed thing to love and feel loved in return.

Love, like Fortune, favours the bold.

That's it. Love makes us all strong.

Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot.

... love for our neighbours does not die the minute we enter heaven, it intensifies.

... you’ll have to fall in love at least once in your life, or Paris has failed to rub off on you.