“Be the one she can count on, and the one who never fails to make her smile.”

Find somebody who shares your definition of love.

Her scars are a beautiful map of her past that lead her to me.

If it doesn’t open you like love, kiss you like rain and leave you breathless, wanting more, it isn’t love.

Its not your fault he wasn’t ready to let love in.

She is rare because she is real.

We attract who our souls need to grow.

We make time for the things we love, and excuses for the things we don’t.

Patience, my dear, in all things, but especially in love.

You deserve a good man. Who tells you he cares. Who listens when you speak. Who chooses you above the rest.

When I look back at the day we first met, I still see the beginning of my favorite love story.

Marry the one who inspires you to be real.

Never forget you’re better off alone than with somebody that makes you feel lonely, when you are together.

She is worth the wait. She is worth the time. She is the reason why.

The right one will stay.

There will never be a day, I am not thankful for the fire you brought to my life that still warms me to the bones.

She will be the one who doesn’t give a damn about what you say, and only what you do.

Let me be clear – every American’s vote matters and deserves to be counted.

Don’t count the days; make the days count.

So, open your mouth, lad! For every voice counts!

I’m just a backwoods Barbie in a push-up bra and heels. I might look artificial, but where it counts I’m real.

I don’t count my sit-ups; I only start counting when it starts hurting because they’re the only ones that count.

I count my blessings far more than I count my money.

Begin at once to live, and count each separate day as a separate life.

I never expected to be a star, never counted on it, never even wanted it. Not that I didn’t enjoy it all when it happened.