Love is that splendid triggering of human vitality the supreme activity which nature affords anyone for going out of himself toward someone else. – Jose Ortega y Gasset

In the midst of pain and urgent trouble we can not realize the supreme happiness of being loved — sweetest and deepest of all meditations…. – Byron Caldwell Smith, letter to Kate Stephens

Love may be or it may not, but where it is, it ought to reveal itself in its immensity. – Honore de Balzac

When I am gone, my love, do not look for me in the places we used to go to together. Look for me in the places we always planned to go to together. – Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com