When we worry about someone we send them a secret message – I don’t believe in you. When we worry about our life, we send ourselves a secret message – I don’t believe in me.

A writer draws a road map where readers walks with their love, joy, anger, tears, and dismay. Every story, every poem, has different meanings for every reader.

Sometimes you give more love, sometimes you need more love. Be with the person you can balance with.

Everyone’s dying, Milcah. Some people are just dying sooner than others.

Centrum permanebit.

When a man finds the woman he really loves, the one he respects and wants to call wife, there is nothing on earth he won’t do for her. No mountain he won’t hike. No river...

The moment you realize your eyes hurt not because of rubbing them, but because of the tears you wasted, on him.

Isn’t it strange that all life can pretty much end, but the universe goes on as it is? No one else exists, but the moon keeps shining and the stars keep falling.

We laughed together. It’s so lovely laughing with a man. It feels positive. Relaxed…

But Hyacinth Bridgerton, who at ten should have known the least about kisses of anyone, just blinked thoughtfully, and said, ” I think it’s nice. If they’re laughing now, they’ll probably be laughing forever.

Sometimes stars do fall to earth. It was true. They did and then became commonplace like the rest of the dirt on the planet. His star was one of a kind.He would never allow her...

You can wait as long as you like, pretty one, it won’t make any difference. He will never see you as anything more than some victim he has to protect. Why he thinks it his...

No one either loves to lose or loves a loser. So don’t quit until you win

How do people know they are sane? Can a person be gripped by lunacy, only to be released a short time later, never to relive the episode again?

We’re comfortable. He knows I love him. He can see it in my eyes, like I can in his. Not everything needs to be as you imagine. Passion can be a calm meadow just as...

Difference between liking and loving….You can like many, but you can love only one!

It has become necessary for me to have this woman, so as to save myself from the ridicule of being in love with her: for to what lengths will a man not be driven by...

The war for the Narmada valley is not just some exotic tribal war, or a remote rural war or even an exclusively Indian war. Its a war for the rivers and the mountains and the...

The happiness of the bee and the dolphin is to exist. For man it is to know that and to wonder at it

I love playing with this band it feels new again. I love playing with Cinderella, but there’s not new going on with them right now. We go on tour every other summer, make some money,...

His voice as smooth as silk, Grant started into his standard crowd-pleaser: Sinatra’s ‘My Kind of Town.

Tidak mengapa kalau kau patah hati, tidak mengapa kalau kau kecewa, atau menangis tergugu karena harapan, keinginan memiliki, tapi jangan berlebihan. Jangan merusak diri sendiri. Selalu pahami, cinta yang baik selalu mengajari kau agar menjaga...

with your love I forget about my problems, and by your side everything is better

The bus had one too many people on it (the driver), so all of them had to die. The only thing that saved all those passengers was my love—and the fact that I know how...

I don’t have any need to breathe. You are my breath.

A perfect night… a perfect forever

Funeral BluesStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,Silence the pianos and with muffled drumBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.Let aeroplanes circle moaning overheadScribbling on...

How joyful to be together, aloneas when we first were joinedin our little house by the riverlong ago, except that now we knoweach other, as we did not then;and now instead of two stories fumblingto...

…Heracles was strangely silent. What is he thinking? / Geryon wondered. / Geryon watched prehistoric rocks move past the car and thought about thoughts. / Even when they were lovers / he had never known...

I’ve been able to see all that I’ve needed, my love: your kindness, your compassion, your tenderness, your love, and your soul. These are all I care about.Of course you do and I don’t expect...

Just be careful. Passion is a bridge that connects love and hate. When you’re standing in the middle of that bridge, don’t let yourself get turned around. You’ve got to make sure you know which...

She was learning something important: how to live within the sound of her own slow breathing, how to love the view when her eyes were shut.

Everything was temporary; she understood that now. All of this was temporary. It would all be snatched away. It was all on loan. Even the people we love. They were all on loan. One day...

It’s a bad word, ‘belong.’ Especially when you put it with somebody you love … You can’t own a human being.

I love you, and I want you to be happy, I want you to have the life you deserve. And if that means … if that means I have to stand here and watch you...

A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.

The language of love letters is the same as suicide notes.

It is not about how much money we make or how big and powerful our work appears to others, it is about the love with which we put into each act of kindness toward another...

Robbers*sometimes your words rob you of your thoughtsand leave you destituteand sadwill they weep for you i wonder_____________________________rassool jibraeel snyman (c) 2015″The Poetic Assassin

I don’t want to be your parent. I want to be your best friend, lover, cheering section, playmate and fill all the important parts of your soul. Together we will fill the rest as equals.

Over intellect will make you a genius, over emotions will make you a lunatic.

And we kissed again. It was a warm, indescribably lovely feeling. But it was more than just physical. It was a dialogue between two young people with high ideals and a Big Plan. It was...

You are arrogant,” says the cat, “and you are in love. Either one of these things alone might be overcome, but together, they make for a stubborn combination.

Why is the measure of love loss?

Love doesn’t exist, you see. It’s just another shadowy figure that goes bump in the night.

The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?

Here the whole world (stars, water, air,And field, and forest, as they wereReflected in a single mind)Like cast off clothes was left behindIn ashes, yet with hopes that she,Re-born from holy poverty,In lenten lands, hereafter...

When you love yourself, you love your spirit, so everyone can feel it, because everyone is a spiritual being.

ABOUT: KAHLIL GIBRAN “His power came from some great reservoir of spiritual life else it could not have been so universal and so potent, but the majesty and beauty of the language with which he...

Brigan was saying her name, and he was sending her a feeling. It was courage and strength, and something else too, as if he were standing with her, as if he’d taken her within himself,...