selfless

Love isn't about being selfless. Nobody is selfless. Love is, I think, finding your selfishness in the other's.

Life is like an unwritten book, you decide how many pages are in it.

We can not live only for ourselves.  A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men.

All that we are is a result of what we have thought: we are formed and molded by our thoughts. Those whose minds are shaped by selfless thoughts give joy whenever they speak or act. Joy follows them like a shadow that never leaves them.