To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best.

To do as one would be done by, and to love one's neighbor as oneself, constitute the ideal perfection of utilitarian morality.

You cannot save people. You can only love them.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.

Man must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression, and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.

Let no man pull you so low as to hate him.

When you love someone, you love the person as they are, and not as you’d like them to be.

What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.

I am a true laborer: I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man’s happiness, glad of other men’s good, content with my harm.

There is no disguise which can for long conceal love where it exists or simulate it where it does not.

We can disagree and still love each other unless your disagreement is rooted in my oppression and denial of my humanity and right to exist.

It never ceases to amaze me: We all love ourselves more than other people, but care more about their opinion than our own.

The good life is one inspired by love and guided by knowledge.