Lovemaking is a big grammatical error, i think it should be, LustMaking.

Thinking about the bed leaves you horny, but thinking beyond the bed gives you honor, freedom and wisdom.

Unreturned love is like a meal with only one participant.

The Infinity sign goes round and round without an end, and true love bears the same pattern.

I love making lists.

When someone comes around at that dreary moment, when all hope was lost, and thorns emerged. And that fellow, walks on that thorn just to cross to your side, to bear the pains for your sake, to bleed, to self-destroy himself, just to protect you. He places you above his priorities, and doesn't give a damn whatsoever taunt he receives, his foremost desire is to make sure you are save, feel loved and cared for, and that's the true definition of love.