I swear when our lips touch, I can taste the next sixty years of my life.
The words "I love you" become nothing but noise. But that's why we kiss. To say with our lips what we couldn't before.
One cannot divine nor forecast the conditions that will make happiness; one only stumbles upon them by chance, in a lucky hour, at the world's end somewhere, and hold fast to the days, as to fortune or fame.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
A kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point. That's basic spelling that every woman ought to know.
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
I'm treating you as a friend asking you to share my present minuses in the hope that I can ask you to share my future pluses.
In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future.
This is a thank you for every hour we have spent together, for every kiss, for every embrace and for every tear shed for one another.
What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.
I got my grammar correct today. I always faced problems in present, past and future tenses. I loved you. I love you. I will love you forever.
The great thing in the world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving.
Wisdom delights in water; love delights in hills. Wisdom is stirring; love is quiet. Wisdom is merry; love grows old.