36 Quotes by Michael Faudet

Lost is a lovely place to find yourself.

I spend most nights at home falling in love with the idea of you.

Her kisses reminded me of lemon slices drizzled with sticky honey. Bitter, sweet and strangely irresistible.

We all make mistakes. Mine was falling madly in love and forgetting to pack a parachute.

words are strange creatures

Her kisses were the wings of butterflies, beating softly upon lips of crushed petals.

Magic tumbled from her pretty lips and when she spoke the language of the universe– the stars sighed in unison.

Good night - may you fall asleep in the arms of a dream, so beautiful, you'll cry when you awake.

Absence doesn't always make the heart grow fonder. Sometimes it just teaches us that we can live apart.