“Love, how many roads to obtain a kiss.”

And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.

Every day you play with the light of the universe.

I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.

Today is today, and yesterday is gone. There is no doubt.

But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies.

I will bring you flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

Love has to be flowering like the stars, and measureless as a kiss.

You are like night, calmed, constellated. Your silence is star-like, as distant, as true.

Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way.

In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater.

He who does not travel, who does not read, who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself, she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.

Love is a clash of lightnings

The books that help you most are those which make you think that most.

Only a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.

Only a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.

I need the sea because it teaches me.

I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself?

In our time together, you claimed a special place in my heart, one I’ll carry with me forever and that no one can ever replace.

The secret to happiness is having low expectations.

I want to wake up with you beside me in the mornings. I want to spend my evenings looking at you across the dinner table. I want to share every mundane detail of my day with you and hear every detail of yours. I want to laugh with you and fall asleep with you in my arms.

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.

You are the best thing that’s ever been mine.

She is like moonlight. I never felt the darkness in her shadow.

She is not perfect. You are not perfect. The question is whether or not you are perfect for each other.