“When I hug you, there is always one thought that comes to my mind : our bodies were meant to hold each other.”

I dare you to change your story. I dare you to build your world again. I dare you.

I need a lifetime with your lips, and still that wouldn’t be enough.

Good decisions, my dear, are only earned by making a few mistakes.

I see you in every love song I listen.

Stop opening doors that lead you to a daunting past, and get out the window to start your future, at last.

Love is just a confusing word I want to figure out with you.

She walked away from the world ready to join the stars.

I’m counting every heartbeat to tell you how much life you give to me.

Falling in love is the best thing that will ever happen to you. And not with someone else but with yourself.

The night comes, and I’m drowned by my thoughts.

What an ungodly act, to love someone with your heart filled with the essence of somebody else.

Keep that little star shining in your soul. I know it takes energy, but keep that light alive, and you will find your way through the darkest nights.

Every natural disaster creates its damage, just like you created a mess in me.

You ask what is the true meaning of hope? I think hope is when you get exiled from your own dreams and still choose to carry on and believe there are still a thousand dreams waiting for you to hold on to them.

Falling from a cliff to dive into the deeps of you.

You sowed seeds of love into my heart, and now I finally feel happiness blooming inside me.

I’ll put it out there: I love getting hugs.

I don’t know, it’s odd that girls ask if they can hug me. Don’t ask, do it. I’m just a regular guy.

A hug is like a boomerang – you get it back right away.

Remember me in burnt coffee mornings, warm hugs, fresh sunday snow. Know that you loved me too cautiously.

I wanted to make sure that I did one movie in my career that mothers hug me for.

Twitter is like hugging. Just because it’s hard to measure the return on investment doesn’t mean there isn’t value there.

Have you felt the bitterness of a world without hugs?

The mystery of God hugs you in its all-encompassing arms.