Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
Promise me you’ll never forget me because if I thought you would, I’d never leave.
I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.
Love is the kind of illness that does not spare the intelligent or the dull.
I had learnt to seek intensity more of life, a concentrated sense of life.
A nail is driven out by another nail; habit is overcome by habit.
Change is inevitable, growth is intentional.
All the little things you do warm my heart. You are a constant source of joy in my life.
Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
Love hurts, love scars, love wounds, and mars.