There is who loves you quietly, and respects you quietly, and wishes you privately, and walks away when he sees you busy with someone other than him, and his ego restrains him from getting near you, and contents himself with the love for the sake of love

Light is more important than the lantern, The poem more important than the notebook

Don't love deeply, till you make sure that the other part loves you with the same depth, because the depth of your love today, is the depth of your wound tomorrow.

The female doesn't want a rich man or a handsome man or even a poet, she wants a man who understands her eyes if she gets sad, and points to his chest and say : 'Here is your home country.'

never believe a man can change a woman those men are pretenders who think that they created women from one of their ribs

And the writing is still : to you, with you, about you, because of you and for you.

If you want to kill somebody, conquer his heart, Then leave slowly and leave them between death and madness.