Do not think that love, in order to be genuine, has to be extraordinary.
Love is the poetry of the senses.
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
Marriage is not a ritual or an end. It is a long, intricate, intimate dance together and nothing matters more than your own sense of balance and your choice of partner.
Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.
Nothing makes a woman more beautiful than the belief that she is beautiful.
The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love.
Love comes when manipulation stops; when you think more about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. When you dare to reveal yourself fully. When you dare to be vulnerable.
Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
What will survive of us is love.
We know that from time to time there arise among human beings people who seem to exude love as naturally as the sun gives out heat.
You love people, not for what you do for them or what they do for you. You love them for their values; their virtues.
Love would never leave us alone.
What makes you vulnerable makes you beautiful.
Staying vulnerable is a risk we have to take if we want to experience connection.
Daring to set boundaries is about having the courage to love ourselves, even when we risk disappointing others.
We cultivate love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen and known, and when we honor the spiritual connection that grows from that offering with trust, respect, kindness and affection.
The greatest gift that you can give to others is the gift of unconditional love and acceptance.
I want to let her know though that all the nights sleeping beside her even the useless arguments were things ever splendid and the hard words I ever feared to say can now be said: I love you.
Be brave enough to break your own heart.