If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.

Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.

Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.

'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third read more

'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning; for there is no force able to resist it.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

When you love someone all your saved-up wishes start coming out.

When you love someone all your saved-up wishes start coming out.

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is read more

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.

From the moment it is touched, the heart cannot dry up.

From the moment it is touched, the heart cannot dry up.

You really love him, don't you? a simple psychological question, no name was mentioned but suddenly someone came into your read more

You really love him, don't you? a simple psychological question, no name was mentioned but suddenly someone came into your mind.

I love a hand that meets my own with a grasp that causes some sensation.

I love a hand that meets my own with a grasp that causes some sensation.