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.

For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.

True love is rare, and it's the only thing that gives life real meaning.

If you like her, if she makes you happy, and if you feel like you know her---then don't let her go.

Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.

When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.

Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.

Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.