Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worth while, so when you are lonely, remember this is true: Somebody, somewhere is thinking of you.
I fell in love with you the second I layed eyes on you, it had nothing to do with the way you looked, there was something in your eyes, then I found out what was in your heart.
Once you've felt love, you'll know it's love because you don't want to let it go.
You know its love when all you want is that person to be happy, even if you're not part of their happiness.
Sometimes it's hard to love someone because you're so afraid of losing them.
Within you I lose myself. Without you I find myself wanting to become lost again.
A friend is always good to have but a lover's kiss is better than angels raining down on me.
Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.
When one has once fully entered the realm of love, the world -no matter how imperfect- becomes rich and beautiful, it consists soley of opportunities for love.
Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual
confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyaltly through good and bad
times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human
weaknesses.
