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

How will we know its forever? We will spend our days together laughing, and never check the time.

Some hugs are worth waiting for.

I waited for you my entire life and you were worth every minute.

A man who loves you will never make you second guess his commitment.

One day love will arrive on your front door, and they will have the right address.

He treated her like a ghost, not wonder her memory haunted him long after she was gone.

Don’t settle for anybody who isn’t one hundred percent sure you are the one.

You deserve somebody who knows why you’re rare.

Find somebody who shares your definition of love.

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

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.

I like you brave, I like you breathing free, I like you feeling all of you in you.

Would you want to breathe if you were to ask for oxygen? Would you want to drink if you were to beg for a glass of water? would you want to eat if you were to pray for a plate of food? Well, I wouldn’t.

I want a love that as deep as it feels, it breathes just as free.

Revenge is all my soul knows. It’s the only thing I’ve lived and breathed for almost as long as I can remember.

Somewhere along the way, she weaved herself so deeply into my veins I can’t fucking inhale without her breathing life into me.

Sometimes when we hear a song we breathe deeply and sigh. This reminds the prophet that the soul arises from heavenly harmony. In thinking about this, he was aware that the soul itself has something in itself of this music.

Let your weary soul rest in between each borrowed breath.

The Lord breathes the breath of life, contrition of heart, into the face of the soul when he impresses upon it his own image and likeness, which has been soiled by sin, and renews it.