Love

I love things that are indescribable, like the taste of an avocado or the smell of a gardenia.

I love you because you loved me first. Yet you love me, saying I loved you first. Funny, our love thrives believing the other person started it.

No matter how much you love someone, time heals your pain and your death wish.

She said that one day they would be very old, that the world would be a different place, but it would always be their world, and that the time apart now would be a nightmare from which they would recover - desperation buried under years of happiness.

In the story of life'Hope' is the Hero who protects the Lady Love 'Dream (Desire from the bad guy 'Fear'.

I don't like compliments and I don't see why a man should think he is pleasing a woman enormously when he says to her a whole heap of things that he doesn't mean.

Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.

And I choose to be aloneRather than wrapped in arms I could never need.

For a girl, the wedding is when you're married. For a guy, it's when you get engaged. It takes a real aggressive human being to back out between the ring and the wedding.

Hate is a word that doesn't hurt but the word I love you hurts when taken advantage.

Love is deepest driving passion of a purposeful life.

Each relationship between two persons is absolutely unique. That is why you cannot love two people the same. It simply is not possible. You love each person differently because of who they are and the uniqueness that they draw out of you.

Don't waste your breath/trying to escape/if a pure love you don't have/no one will be saved.

When you hear romantic music, it makes you want to take your girl out to dinner or buy her something or take her out in the moonlight or take her on a walk.

I have a love-hate relationship with performing.

Love is the innermost energy, innermost fire which wants to come out always and spread all over.

I miss you but can’t see you. So I go crazy.

Simon, you gave me no water to wash my feet, but this woman as washed them with her tears. You gave me no kiss, but she has not ceased to kiss my feet. Do no reproach her Simon for you did not anoint my head with oil, but she has anointed me for my burial.

Shanna, sweet Shanna. How can I tell you what you mean to me? When I saw you at the ball it was as if my heart started beating again. You lit up the room, bright in an ocean of black and white. And I thought- my life has been nothing but a dark, endless night. Then you came out like a rainbow and filled my black soul with color.

Finally, I asked how you got a boy to like you back. She said, 'Just be yourself,' as though I had any idea who that might be.