The most eloquent silence; that of two mouths meeting in a kiss.

Love without return is like a question without an answer !

"Love is like playing the piano. First you must learn to play by the rules, then you must forget the rules and play from your heart."

"Within you I lose myself
Without you I find myself
Wanting to be lost again."

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.