Deep down, she’s a good person, Diana is,” Caine said, and sighed. “Deep down, I’m not. But she is.

I never can love you deep enough or long enough to satisfy me.

I believe that love, like magic, casts its own spell of enchantment.

Christmas is love.

For me love is when I don’t limit you, I put you on the rainbows……beyond eternity of time and destiny

Friendship often ends in love. But love in friendship; never.

When there was a choice between love of a woman and hate of a man, her mind could cherish only one emotion, for her love might be a subject for laughter, but no one ever...

Had I told the seaWhat I felt for you,It would have left its shores,Its shells,Its fish,And followed me.

My body flopped to the ground as Irealized my doom. I was in love. Finally. It’s what every girl dreams about from the moment she startsdreaming, to fall in love and be in love. Well...

The disadvantage of not being together at same place, not meeting each other personally, not able to talk with each other eye into eye, not able to feel each others touch; makes it difficult for...

He came up and kissed me on my forehead, and before he stepped away, I closed my eyes and tried hard to memorize this moment. I wanted to remember him exactly as he was right...

The kissing is soft to an almost abrupt firmness as our waists adhere. I then begin to question if I can feel my body as a controlling wave of this gratifying force travels from my...

I want to die.I want die by drowning in love.I want to die by becoming drunk, by drinking the pure wine of love.I want to die in an accident, By falling in love andbreaking my...

After you first tell someone you love them, the weight of the wait for them to tell you they love you too feels like an elephant doing jumping jacks on the back of your mouse-like...

It was more than physical attraction; it was the broken thing inside him she loved most of all, the unreachable place where he kept his sadness. Because that was the thing about Peter Jaxon that...

Many more have died of attempting love than victory, and countless numbers hate love more than war. Honor has often been the dear prize awarded to the killers of lovers. The epics of war have...

By giving love to others you are placing yourself in the endless flow of love you desire. You become the source and force of love.

I could feel his whole body trying to claim me, want me, own me in lust, and it made me feel so valuable and wanted. As I was bent over the table, I felt like...

Remember. The way you make love is the way God will be with you.

The power of the unknown fact hit me like a bolt of lightning, that maybe, my father did care about me after all, and I realized another true thing that day: the love of a...

How often misused words generate misleading thoughts.

Word” is too long to be short, like a 4” tall non-midget. My favorite word is love, and though it’s not long, it’s by far the tallest word.

When he kissed me, his lips soft and careful, it was all the thrill of our first kiss and all the practiced familiarity of the accumulated memory of all our kisses.

Love is simple. You fall and that’s it. You’ll work the other stuff out. You just gotta let yourself fall and have faith that someone will be there to catch you.”I didn’t want to do...

If love were seaweed, I’d ask myself one question: Are you the sort of person who’d swim through it, or would you rather eat it? As for me, pass me my Speedo, and a spoon.

She didn’t understand, I hope to God she never understands what I do, what I am. To be dammed by the darkness that lives inside me.To be saved by her love.No more half-truths. No more...

Reason lost the battle, and all I could do was surrender and accept I was in love.

That men of this kind despise women, though a not uncommon belief, is one which hardly appears to be justified. Indeed, though naturally not inclined to ‘fall in love’ in this direction, such men are...

Thing were falling apart. We just could not slow down. We were evolving into something greater, perhaps too much for our own good. And one thing always remained as I moved on. I saved a...

The summer in youcalms the winter in me.

Romantic EgoistNozomi: You’ve got an idea in your head… how you should act, but you can’t act like, so you stifle yourself and don’t even try.

Words are your friends. And lovers. They feel good in your mouth.

Mein Herz pumpte flüssiges Sonnenlicht.

The world belongs to those who know how to love but not how to judge.

Life is about getting and sharing. The more you share, the more you get ….and the more you get, the more your sharing responsibility multiplies.

Because I am a damned fool. Fuck! Ihave everything I want right in front of me, I love you so damned much I can’t think straight, and then it’s like…I don’tknow, like I’m so afraid...

From the perspective of my old laptop,I am a numbers man,something like thatevery instruction he gives me is a one or a zeroI remember wellI have information about him before he left for his new...

For we are all walking each other to our deaths, and the journey between footsteps makes up our lives.

In some way, everyone is your son or daughter, so without judging them, love everyone.

I am no king, and I am no lord,And I am no soldier at-arms,” said he.”I’m none but a harper, and a very poor harper,That am come hither to wed with ye.””If you were a...

It is only once you see the baffled expression on the face of your enemy when you give his cruel words a warm smile that you’ll understand, truly understand, what love is all about.

My second crush,don’t know, who you are,by thinking of you,my day pass.The things, the things, the things changed,forgot the first, second begins.The second crush,my second crush,don’t know who you are,but, by thinking of you,my day...

I’ve learned through the years that it’s not where you live, it’s the people who surround you that make you feel at home.

EVERY DOG’S STORYI have a bed, my very own.It’s just my size.And sometimes I like to sleep alonewith dreams inside my eyes.But sometimes dreams are dark and wild and creepyand I wake and am afraid,...

There are two kinds of love. One kind you live with, the other you write poetry about.

But I never just quite liked that ryhme.”Why not, child?”Because it seems to say one’s as good as another, or two new ones are better than one that’s lost. . . . Somehow, when once...

We love those to whom we can tell our story.

Real poetry is art at its purest sense. It is never a commodity, but a breath of eternity.

And at the place where time stands still, one sees lovers kissing in the shadows of buildings, in a frozen embrace that will never let go. The loved one will never take his arms from...

Love is…When two intelligent minds come togetherand stop working…