You can give without loving, but you can not love without devotion …
Love is not just a smile, not just a flower, love is a soul wounded and then healed by another …
Love must be learned, tested and experienced … first to its expression is never perfect … A love that you had so guard are nothing. But just what did people really understand never jealous. Jealousy takes birth again with love, but does not die with it …
Who loves and is loved no man will never be the same as before …
Remember: near the highest point of happiness is the deepest abyss of pain …
To which one can find love in this world and to all those who know to appreciate, for all lovers … HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Happiness does not mean you have what you want, but you want what you have. Do not break the thread of friendship, because even if it law again, the node remains … Do not think you can determine the love for it, if you consider yourself worthy, you will drive over it! … Love is not only flowers, smiles, love, it means and tears, desire, passion and so few have the privilege to discover its power.
Who has the capacity to love, love can always trust and human value of that love! Love is like a disease that gets worse if you do not treat …
and any flower that withers if it is a wet …
Do not you love a woman because she is beautiful, but is beautiful because you love you!
Love is all you want, and finally it all I had.
If there is a sense of life … then it is sensitive, if not … It should be …
Without love we are all orphans, without passion we are as a windmill hung in a vacuum!
In love he feels more than you need, is suffering more than they meditate, to dream more than the lives … Our happiness which reside in it cause man to realize
that is human and to remain so.
Only a misfortune we can show how small they are discontent “unbearable” smell is the feelings of flowers. True friendship is like a rose: not until they realize the beauty withers … Touch the untouchable star and do not forget those who have believed in you Love’s a stolen kiss, an innocent smile, a hug passionately … and a heart torn from his chest …
A generous love he has always prepared his will in time. Love shared by most people is the strength that exists in the world and the most important source for poetry …
Separations have something of melancholy sunset, a gentle glow that hides her dark warning … Friendship is like a love without wings … If you love, how can value our orbitoarea light of the sun and light mangaietoarea of the month?
Measurement of human life is not depending on time, but the sound they use. Only a life lived for others is a life worth living. If you love, how can value our orbitoarea light of the sun and light mangaietoarea of the month?
Justice can warn us of what is best to avoid it, but only tells us what the heart is more appropriate to do … No duty which underestimate her more than to be happy … Love of country, love of parents, friends and everything is everywhere around us and overwhelms us every minute that I live.
I have a trivial question for you … “Love was born by woman and woman is born of love …?”
Learn to let your face a smile bloom. It is the gift that it offers neighbor, is the gift that it offers the entire universe! Each has its own philosophy of love … some have built a wood, others of stone …
Love is the wisdom of madness and folly of the wise.
Love consists in the desire to give what is yours and others to feel as if his happiness be yours …
“When love speaks, the voices of all the gods seem to be sleeping in the harmony of heaven.” – William Shakespeare We can not go forward in friendship, if we are not willing to forgive each other small defects …
Do not try to find the absolute love, that does not exist. Everything is relative in this world, even love …
A life without love is like a year without spring. lost brightness of radius months, my beautiful shade that crazy shade, beautiful light, get rid of stars, hanging them from the night in my dreams … The truth that makes men free is for the most part the truth which men would want to hear. When you love that dandelion puff, which always comes and goes with the first
Wireless wind, and will pass on to your gate, then you know that I have met … His dream of an angel? …
but I have a dream … and I have an angel … and the angel is my dream …
When you love me the happiest man in the world, the saddest thing is to suffer for love …
Without love there is life! Love your!
And chased the darkness that we choke every minute!
Love or Love is a jewel of great price, but given to every human being. If you’ve lost your life no longer has any sense … Longing is the fire burning in the hopes, desires, pains, and the ashes that remain are memories …
In love, even silence is full of light, with a certain charm. Sincere and deep love needs no words more. Do not despise small things, a candle can not always what
can never sun: to shine … night!
The blows of life are not only destructive but also constructive, as hammer blows to the chisel of a sculptor got … Love is not aware, not hide or even ignore the flaws, but simply burn them. People sometimes give us life to shatter dreams, but when you love someone enough to want to give him the best and what you and you decide to give yourself …
Some people come and go quickly in our lives, others stay a while, putting his mark on our hearts. After their departure, we will never be the same. Love is hope and hopeless world there … Have courage for the truth of the added risk of heart, but do not lie
when you listen.
Life is beautiful and it’s a shame to go through it, without love, even once, really …
You can give without loving, but you can not love without devotion. Love is the only passion that is paid with a currency made of itself … “sacrifice”. Of course there are love at first sight, but is always well to throw a second glance.
Love is a strange game: either both win or lose both … A life without love is like a year without spring …
Woman … is what we owe the happiness, sadness, joy, life … To be loved, esteemed ladies and ladies! Always wait for love as a kind of sacrifice that you did not like it
provide for actually expecting a sacrifice that you can offer it as a love …
We count stars in the sky in crazy times of boredom. Sometimes both reasons. But most times we forget to count and us … the only star … one planet, the only sun that count! … On the universe with a strange confidence, like we could not conceive that there are other worlds, other realities, and other places where other people love, hate, kill, live … So, the reality outward continually with them hidden in the shadows: What we see not see us. This does not feel we feel. What we lack is ours. Gradually, however, we see things that are visible and things that we are accustomed to begin to miss them. Our nature tells us that man is a dynamic system in which an infinity of things that we share a spirit with matter and founded the things that we have. As long as there is a balance in this system there and harmony. But man is a chaotic creature will tend to assume the role of knowledge and will crack before the new infinituri of ignorance you will glimpse. Man was created to be happy but to oscillate between madness and boredom discovery of harmony. Happiness is the only bait that will keep him in the race until the end …
Love is the only thing that can be divided indefinitely without shrink …
