Love is not only the story of butterflies or birds; it is also the story of jackals and hounds

Sky and the stars and the sun, and the moon and the mountain and the rivers will smile, if you smile.
Beasts and the brutes and the monsters and the birds, and the flowers, and the plants, will be kind if you are kind.
Doomed and the hopeless and the condemned and the ruined and the miserable and the lost, will be happy if you are happy.

I love the words, because they love me too.

When you come to love; all calculations seem to be wrong.

Sometime I wish if I were from Mars, because no one loves me here.

Love is a matter of proximity.