Quote by Anonymous
If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.
It's time to make love, douse the glim. The fireflies twinkle and dim; The stars lean together, like birds of a feather, and the loin lies down with the limb.
I wonder why I have to fall in love when all I feel is a sense of elation that can make me reach for the stars.
If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you've made me smile. The entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.
Trying to explain how much I love you is like trying to count the stars. You can try, but it's impossible.