Love is the cloud that keeps raining down.

Where there is love, things roll.

Since love grows within us, so beautiful that we shall love each other without having regrets again and again.

We know of the pain, the difficulty, the loneliness, the feeling of being abandoned. So we are more likely to reach out to those similarly struggling.

Where there is love, there are plenty of things that rhyme.

We should not expect everyone to be tough and not feel anything when offended. No one is meant to hate and be hated — we are all meant to love and be loved.