When a woman is talking to you, listen to what she says with her eyes.
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
I like to listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most people never listen.
Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence.
I just close my eyes because I might see your face. I just close my mouth because I might hear your voice. I just close my ears because I might hear of you, but I could not close my heart because I love you.
Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away and all the things I want to say can find no voice. Then in silence, I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart.
I am in love with your smile, your voice, your body, your laugh, your eyes. But most of all, I am in love with you.
Finding the right one means that you don't change what you say or how you say it. You'll just find that someone who listens.
I love my eyes when you look into them. I love my name when you say it. I love my heart when you touch it. I love my life when you are in it.
Life is made of small pleasures. Good eye contact over the breakfast table with your wife. A moment of touching a friend. Happiness is made of those tiny successes.