Gray hair is a sign of age, not wisdom.
Gray hair is a sign of age, not wisdom.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
In case of doubt it is best to lean to the side of mercy.
No matter how love-sick a woman is, she shouldn’t take the first pill that comes along.
Life is uncertain. Eat dessert first.
You have me. Until every last star in the galaxy dies. You have me.
Reaching for your hand brings me such joy and knowing that you are mine forever brings me peace.
Love means not ever having to say you’re sorry.