When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in read more

When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth.

Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I read more

Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, read more

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.

Love is my religion - I could die for it.

Love is my religion - I could die for it.

And now we’re apart and you’re just some stranger who knows all my secrets and all my family members and read more

And now we’re apart and you’re just some stranger who knows all my secrets and all my family members and all my quirks and flaws and it doesn’t make sense.

Love one another and help others to rise to the higher levels, simply by pouring out love. Love is infectious read more

Love one another and help others to rise to the higher levels, simply by pouring out love. Love is infectious and the greatest healing energy.

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have read more

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible but in the end, they always fall.rn

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I read more

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen.

True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen.