One regret dear world, that I am determined not to have when I am lying on my deathbed is that I did not kiss you enough.
Greatness is always built on this foundation: the ability to appear, speak and act, as the most common man.
Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.
How seamless seemed love and then came trouble!
Everyone Is God speaking. Why not be polite and Listen to Him?
Time is a factory where everyone slaves away earning enough love to break their own chains.