Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving.

I love you sounds best spoken in quiet acts of kindness.

Love is donating a chunk of your life to patch up holes in the life of another.

The Christmas spirit is simply an honest spirit of love for all humanity. It is the force that moves us to give what we can, to help as we are able, and to always be of kind comfort.

Love is many kind acts accumulated over time that leave us feeling wonderful.

If we simply imagined that everyone who crossed our path was living out his or her very last day on Earth, we might treat people as kindly as we ought to each day they lived.