You are the one star I wish upon nightly, praying your glory will fall from the heavens and land in my undeserving arms.

To love her was to taste sweet surrender. For had she not entered his life, he would have sought the wonders of both Heaven and Earth. But she surpassed them all and, by her pleasing nature, stayed him.

Heaven's currency is friendship.

People search the world over looking for someone to love them, when they should be searching for someone to love.

Love tickles parts of you that, prior to its influence, you didn't even know could feel.

Love in its essence is unconditional. When conditions, exceptions, and ultimatums are cast into the mix, its purity changes. It is no longer love and should be referred to by a less-desirable name.