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

And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it's always daisy-time.

To love someone deeply gives you strength. Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage.

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

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

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.