True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.

True Love is when you fall in love all over again just thinking about her and remembering all the memories you have made with her. Those memories last forever. You sit there and think about all the times you were side by side...Hand in hand.

Don't know where have you gone? why you left me? But nothing matters to me. If you want me back and if you can't find me. Just come back where you first met me. Because that is the place where i would love to stand my whole LIFE waiting for you.

First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.