Author of quotes: 'neill Joy. Page 3

I read somewhere that people sent each other on purpose. For life, for experience and to teach each other. Don't know which of these items we got, but I think that something we have learned, just having the experience. Thank you for the emotions and feelings that you gave me.

When you love truly, "later" can not be. This with you... - he put his hand to his chest, continuing to shake her a letter. - She's here. Always...

You're my everything. No one in this world is perfect and I, no doubt, but I loved and love you more than anything in the world. All I want is with you to grow old. Want you waking me in the morning touch of the lips that has always been there, and I knew that my house waiting for you.

No wonder they say: "Who waits always gets the best."

Sometimes distance makes it impossible to see the situation for what it is. We can interpret a particular action differently.

But all this is nothing compared to her happy, carefree smile and a joyful glint in his eyes.

How to find an explanation for what is going on in her soul? How to explain to the mind the absurdity of the situation. How to explain to myself that is impossible to experience such feelings for someone you don't know. All of this is meaningless and dull to what my heart feels. After all, it is only one who knows that he really needs.

How to explain to your child already so adult that the pain will pass, just need time.

Often it happens that when we are in good spirits, the whole world around us like blossoms.

And in those moments when she seemed better already gone, a few sentences from another letter guy revived her like a Phoenix from the ashes, breathing in the girl a new life full of strength and desire to fight for a place under the sun.

How could she say that any more in forces to cope with the fact that her heart seemed overflowing Cup, spill its contents, pain, burning fragile troubled soul.

- Would you believe in my love, just seeing the hatred of him! - she spun around, and with the pain and looked at John. - When I gave you a chance, you always talked to me about Hamilton. Reminded. You did not let me forget it! I do not iron, John! For the woman who loves it too...

When you sit behind the wheel - love gives you strength. Why you want to return alive.
A broken heart forces will not betray...

She loves you, Chris. Loves really. And she doesn't care whether you have a huge mansion and a few cars, or you live in a tent under a tree. Gabriel, Chris, one of those girls that inspire. Gaby, you will always feel like a God. Her faith in you will be able to awaken those qualities, of which you previously did not know. With her even a tramp can become a king. And most importantly - it will always be there. But if it's meant to be to deprive you of your powers, and the disease will put you to bed - it will put you on your feet. It is not what is crammed with secular ladies: she had no money, she has much more heart and soul, capable of selflessly and devotedly to love. Didn't you feel it in her letters? Not saying that she is the mate of your soul? You idiot, infinitely lucky to be loved by such a woman.