Mosquitoes bite you as if they are in some kind of love with you.

I gave her a love letter and she returned it back to me by correcting spelling and punctuation.

When there is not a single special person in your life, you have so many special things for saying, and when you have so many special people, you cannot even find one special word for them.

Everyone likes to be loved; no one is prepared to love.

We don’t need eyes to judge people’s beauty; but unfortunately we judge them as we see.

I cannot do anything fake; that is why even when I sleep with a prostitute, she falls in love with me.

There is not much to talk about love, but enough to write books about it.

People say, it is so special to be loved by someone. How can I say, when I’ve never been loved.

Sometime I wish if I were from Mars, because no one loves me here.