Accept what people offer. Drink their milkshakes. Take their love.
Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within. I use the word love here not merely in a personal sense but as a state of being, or a state of grace — not in the infantile American sense of being made happy but in the tough and universal sense of quest and daring and growth.
The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.
People protect what they love.
Hell, madam, is to love no longer.
A man is already halfway in love with any woman who listens to him.
Give me love and work - these two only.
Dear Lord, I'm so grateful I'm still loved.
Love is when you don't have to be with another person to touch their heart!
There is more pleasure in loving than in being beloved.
There is no love that is not an echo.