There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

Love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction.

Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction.

Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers...

When someone blushes, doesn't that mean 'yes'?