Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.

Not the cry, but the flight of the wild duck, leads the flock to fly and follow.

We learn not in the school, but in life.

He doesn’t love you. But I love you. I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when I hold you in my arms.

You are my vow, I’ll keep it by continuing to love you every moment of every day.

I love your hands when they hug me. I love your lips when they kiss me. But most of all I love it when you don’t say a word and I can still feel your love.

As soon as there is life there is danger.

Life itself is neither good nor evil, but only a place for good and evil.