If a writer is in love with you then you will never die and no matter how you treat him, no writer will curse you.

Just because of that flower; That's why we were killed.

"Your beautiful love make me feel completely."

In the case of lack, beloved love hides in a rat hole.

After the third day of love it is not unusual to think Oneself of ugly, crappy, poor, devil, little man, son of b**h, and scarlet person.

Love is when every part of me longs for every part of you.

Being in love is a purpose in itself.

Those you let in can leave the deepest wounds.

It is not still.

If we don’t discard our roots, we can also flourish like trees and spread our love.