Sit, be still, and listen, because you're drunk and we're at the edge of the roof.
I used to read the myths of love Now I have become the mythical lover
If you # love love, look for yourself.
Tie two birds together. They will not be able to fly, even though they now have four wings.
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.
Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.