I think of you only twice a day - when I am alone and when I am with someone else.

I am sure that God has given all his time in making you, the remaining human race has been created in haste.

I always have many roads to travel, but I take the one which leads to you.

The Earth must have done some noble work; that is why you were born here and not in the ocean among the fishes and not in the sky among the birds.

There is no cosmetic to gain a beauty like yours.

I have a question for you. "If your shadow is the second most beautiful thing in the world, which is the first?".