Love is the only reality and it is not a more sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.
Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.
LOVE, LOVE CAN SOMETIMES BE MAGIC
Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope