And I just I love you guys. I love TED.

In love, we want to have, we want to know the beloved.

That's what we must all do sometime, give up those we love.

I don't want trouble between us. I was in love with Betty and wanted to marry her.

I thought they'd never love another as they love me.

All we've got is that maybe you love me and maybe I love you.

Just us... and the cameras... and those wonderful people out there in the dark.

Some of us will fight, some fall in love... but all of us will work and adore it... because all of us are inspired by the same thing.

That ye love one another as I have loved you.

We are denied the love of loving. We don't have the gift.

Does anyone love me?

We all need to love and be loved in life.

Come on, you twoheaded lovebirds, there's work to be done!

Look, my dear. We are two civilized people.

Look, my dear. We're two civilized people.

I love the people here.

I loved them, I loved them!

I show my love for all of you, and you despise me.

I already have my love, it's you.

We are simple folk, who seek only to live in brotherhood and peace, to cherish our loved ones, to teach our children the ways of righteousness and of the Lord.

Don't tell them where we're going. No, darling, nobody will find us.

Everyone involved in KDE

Let me go. You've beaten my sweetheart. Sure.

Everyone spoils me, no one loves me

My dearest Desiree, alone and brave you have toiled on all these years sacrificing all for the pledge of our love.

I don't want to be loved.

We have the right to be loved 'til we're 70 years old.

We both love her.

They pine for love, they live for love, they kill for love, and they die for love.

Thank you, dear. Well, a lot of our chaps have hobbies.

We all love you. We are your family.

You've all got families at home. Wives, mothers and sweethearts.

I've also come to believe that romantic love is an addiction a perfectly wonderful addiction when it's going well, and a perfectly horrible addiction when it's going poorly.

Love is one thing we were never starved for in the South.

But I don't want to be worshipped. I want to be loved.

It's a place worth caring about. It's well defined.

Patrice, dear, you are all we have now, you and the little fellow.

I've never loved before as I love you.

My beloved does not come

My love... oh, my love.

My parents love and I love them.

So we have nothing to give you... but our gratitude, our admiration... and our love.

Often people don't really want to be compassionate.

Of course. But you'll love them, one and all.

You have the love of humanity in you.