Without love, our lives are empty.

Without love, our earth is a tomb

a life without love, is no life at all

life without love, is no life at all

Without love, we are birds with broken wings.

To die for lack of love is horrible. The asphyxia of the soul.

"And what would humans be without love?"
RARE, said Death.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Without love we all like birds with broken wings.

Say, is not absence death to those who love?

How sad, lonely, and empty to live a life without love?

We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.

Nobody dies from the lack of sex. It's lack of love we die from.

Without love, deeds, even the most brilliant, count as nothing.