Garnish your food with romance.

There is nothing more beautiful than a vulnerable heart in open hands.

A light rain touches my cheek like an angel's butterfly kisses.

The day you were born the angels whispered, "She is going to love him until the day she dies.

I love to feel the temperature drop and the wind increase just before a thunderstorm. Then I climb in bed with the thunder.

I will never claim to know what you are thinking. I only hope I am on your mind.

Affection is invaluable. I will accept your heart as payment and change your mind.

My heart is flooded with love. Drowning is the way to go.

Open your heart and we will melt the key.

Part of me wanted to give him a piece of my mind. He didn't get it as a whole, so I will keep my peace.

Passion is a cobweb duster for the mind.

Rouse him, and learn the principle of his activity or inactivity. Force him to reveal himself, so as to find out his vulnerable spots.

Some people dance with singing rain

If you’re supposed to work with someone, I’d recommend not getting all hot and bothered with them the night before. The word of the day was “tense.

I’ve suppressed my aspirations to forget all rationality and let the moment explain everything, for nothing to be said and everything understood. If only I knew how to let these feelings out.

I cry a lot. I'll cry because I see a person walking down the street looking lonely.

Some songs you get. Some songs you may not. And I think that's the beauty of art: to question and to ask, to understand the deeper meaning after two or three or four listenings.

Poverty is not just a material problem. Poverty is something wider: it is about powerlessness, about being deprived of basic opportunities and freedom of choice.

Peter's Principle: In an organization, each person rises to the level of his own incompetence.

The world's holy texts are built on ancient oral traditions.

Those who teach by their doctrine must teach by their life, or else they pull down with one hand what they build up with the other.