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 that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own
A man who was completely innocent, offered himself as a sacrifice for the good of others, including his enemies, and became the ransom of the world. It was a perfect act.
Love, you know, seeks to make happy rather than to be happy.
You come to love not by finding the perfect person,but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.
U know..something....Its's not what we get from LOVE..., it's what we give to Love...
Love never claims, it ever gives
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