Where there is love there is life.
Mahatma Gandhi

The Best Portion Of A Good Man’s Life,
His little, nameless, unremembered acts,
Of kindness and of love.
William Wordsworth (1770-1850)

If you want to be loved, love and be loveable.
Benjamin Franklin, 1706-1790

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind…
William Shakespeare, 1564-1616

Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.
Doubt thou the stars are fire; doubt that the sun doth move; doubt truth to be a liar;
but never doubt I love you.
I love thee, I love but thee with a love that shall not die.
Till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.
William Shakespeare, 1564 – 1616

A mother’s love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path –Agatha Christie (1890 – 1976)
If you judge people, you have no time to love them
Author: Mother Teresa

Let us more and more insist on raising funds of love, of kindness, of understanding, of peace. Money will come if we seek first the Kingdom of God-the rest will be given.
Author: Mother Teresa

Women wish to be loved not because they are pretty, or good, or well bred, or graceful, or intelligent, but because they are themselves.

Henri Frederic Amiel
1821-1881, Swiss Philosopher, Poet, Critic

Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never… never forget it.

Curtis Judalet

For cutting the grass: $5.00
For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00
For going to the store for you: $.50
Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: $.25
Taking out the garbage: $1.00
For getting a good report card: $5.00
For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00
Total owed: $14.75

Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see
the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen,
turned over the paper he’d written on, and this is what she wrote:
For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:
No Charge
For all the nights that I’ve sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you:
No Charge
For all the trying times, and all the tears that you’ve caused through the years:
No Charge
For all the nights that were filled with dread and for the worries I knew
were ahead:
No Charge
For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose:
No Charge
Son, when you add it up, the cost of my love is:
No Charge.

When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there
were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at his mother and
said, “Mom, I sure do love you.” And then he took the pen and in
great big letters he wrote: “PAID IN FULL“.