“I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.”

If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?

Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.

I feel blurry as a reflection in water.

Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.

One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.

The way she danced through life was poetry.

We fell in love because we were both summer souls.

Summer was soaked with you.

I fell in love with the way you wanted more.

Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.

Give me love like summer rain.

This wild heart beats restlessness.

I search for summer in every corner of september.

A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.

I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.

We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.

Your mind is a magnet. You don’t attract what you need or what you want; you attract who you are. And I love who I am!

I do it because I still get a kick out of it. I still love performing. It keeps me young.

To know that the odds are so high that only through the perishing of your life will the minions survive, that’s love. That’s heroism.

When intimacy followed love in Italy there were no longer any vain pretensions between two lovers.

At the end of the day, ‘Rocky’ is a love story, and he could never have reached the final bell without Adrian.

If I told you about a land of love…would you swallow it as a remedy?

I am the drop that contains the ocean.

What I am trying to get across to you; is please take of yourselves and those that you love; because that is what we are hear for, that’s all we got, and that is all we can take with us. Are you with me?