We never know the love of a parent till we become parents ourselves.

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.

We never know the love of our parents for us till we have become parents.

Love is the river of life in the world.

Love, like a lamp, needs to be fed out of another's heart, or its flame burns low.

The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.