Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.

I just need enough to tide me over until I need more.

Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality--not as we expect it to be but as it is--is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there really is, in just this sense, love.

Mortal love is when sensuality is satisfied. True love is when love is sacrificed.

Immature love says: "I love you because I need you." Mature love says: "I need you because I love you.".

Love is like water; We can fall in it. We can drown in it. And we can't live with out it.