Loving someone liberates the lover as well as the beloved. And that kind of love comes with age.
Never make someone a priority when all you are to them is an option.
The happy heart runs with the river, floats on the air, lifts to the music, soars with the eagle, hopes with the prayer.
Love recognizes no barriers.
The truth will lead me to all.
You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right.