My friend is Happiness, love me and I will introduce him to you.

Why do people say, 'Follow your heart,' when it's your heart you can't trust?

You know it's love when the everyday things surrounding you (the leaves, the shade of light in the sky, a bowl of strawberries) suddenly shimmer with a kind of unreality

What is love and what does it define? Who's to say it, and who's to draw the line? And in this world, and all of its fuss, who's to say it's love or just a simple crush?

He holds me when I start to cry, makes me smile with just his eyes. He shares my hopes, dreams, fears and wipes away all my tears. I love him without regret.

If, out of time, I could pick one moment and keep it shining, always new, of all the days that I have lived, I'd pick the moment I met you

Don't push me away because you're scared. I know you love me, and it's hard to love you if you won't let me

It's difficult to find someone like you; it's like opening a hundred shells under the sea to find one pearl. But finding you makes the dive worth it

The heart does heal and you will love like this again... only when you do, you will deny you ever felt like this before

Love comes to those who still hope although they've been disappointed, to those who still believe although they've been betrayed, to those who still love although they've been hurt before