Love creates an "us" without destroying the "me".

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.

Love can never grow old. Looks may lose their brown and gold. Cheeks may fade and hollow grow. But the hearts that love will know, never winter's frost and chill, summer's warmth is in them still.

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.

The only people who become wealthy by being concerned with the future are insurance companies.

We are no longer puppets being manipulated by outside powerful forces: we become the powerful force ourselves.

Love and the self are one and the discovery of either is the realization of both.