“They built many monuments for their love, I wrote a lot of poetry for my love.”

The Red Rose on my grave shows once I was in love.

As long as humanity lives inside me. I am alive.

Be humble and sit down you will be crowned as a queen.

A mermaid was dying at the shore, but no one dared to save her. Because no one dared to love her.

While plunging into her past hole bind yourself with hope, not rope.

Hold my hand we’ll walk, run and fly above this beautiful sky.

Her red lips were like a bow dipped in the blood of ease.

I promised to meet many, But I rang only your doorbell.

I separated someplace for each person in my heart, But she claimed to be the owner of it.

Sometimes I take a rest between her legs instead of her lap.

If I’m a photographer, then you are my perfect click.

I’ll show you the eternity of love as God shows heaven to saints.

Let me follow my dream. Let me follow my queen.

I recovered from illness but couldn’t recover from her memories.

I know that she is beautiful and I like to remind her again and again.

I can cheat my heart, soul, and mind. If you become my life.

Love stories can be wild and sad little unkempt tales energetic and alive the only thing worth living for reality.

We become like that which we love. If we love what is base, we become base; but if we love what is noble, we become noble.

Speak to yourself like you would a child whom you love.

Believe that He loves you. He wants to help you Himself in the struggles which you must undergo. Believe in His Love, His exceeding Love.

Treat the ones you love most the very best.

Work, love and play are the great balance wheels of man’s being.

The only way to eliminate war is to love our children more than we hate our enemies.

Wave after wave of trial rolled over us; but at the end of the year some of us were constrained to confess, that we had learned more of the loving-kindness of the Lord than in any previous year of our lives.