Whatever is done for love always occurs beyond good and evil.
True love is boundless like the ocean and, swelling within one, spreads itself out and, crossing all boundaries and frontiers, envelops the whole world.
And the person who loves wholeheartedly feels free.
Love to me has no bounds.
There is a kind of love, the excess of which forbids jealousy.
There is something akin to freedom in having a lover who has no control over you, except that which he gains by kindness and attachment.
Love crosses all boundaries.
I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday.
Perfect love knows no because
Love has no age.
The desire of God's heart is immeasurably larger than our imaginations can conjure.
Love flows. Love doesn't know boundaries. The mind creates boundaries. The mind creates the boundary of separate me and you. The heart just keeps embracing and opening out.
When I love, I do it without counting. I give myself entirely. And each time, it is the grand love of my life.
Her heart - like every heart, if only its fallen sides were cleared away - was an inexhaustible fountain of love: she loved everything she saw.
I believe love's grip transcends gender. It transcends everything short of a very few primal needs like hunger, thirst, a need for oxygen.
Love simply is - it asks no permissions. Acceptance is all love asks, the only demand it makes, but it is an absolute one. You can either admit it to your heart or refuse it, but there's no other option.
An infinite God can give all of Himself to each of His children. He does not distribute Himself that each may have a part, but to each one He gives all of Himself as fully as if there were no others.
We are bound together by the most powerful of all ties, our fervent love for freedom and independence, which knows no homeland but the human heart.
Love obeys no laws other than its own.
She would follow, her dream of love, the dictates of her heart that told her he was her all in all, the only man in all the world for her for love was the master guide. Come what might she would be wild, untrammelled, free.
