The whole world shall be ours because of our love.
What I feel for you can’t be conveyed in phrasal combinations; It either screams out loud or stays painfully silent but I promise — it beats words. It beats worlds. I promise
You might drop your heart into me and you'd never hear it touch bottom.
My love for you tonight is so deep and tender that it seems to be outside myself as well.
The mind I love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody's fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind.
I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.
If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools.