love, destiny
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
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
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.
Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.