Ask of your eyes to seeonly to seek love.Ask of your mouth to speakonly to utter words of love.Ask of your hands to feelif only to touch the lover.

Wonderment shared is doubled.Love shared is infinite.

Extremities are flawed. Moderation is ideal, save for one occasion.So damn these eyes that weep too much.This mind that thinks too much. But never this heart that loves too much.

My hours are filled with fantasy and indifference. In day and night dreams, I think of my heaven with you. All the time in between, I carelessly spend in hell without you.

She placed her hand on her chest and thought, 'So this is what the poets write about'.

Enjoy this moment. The ultimate fulfilment of the dream will not come close to the dream. Enjoy it

As long as you're not hurting anyone or anything, including your future self, do only that which makes you happy.