Love is An invited deal for losing peace

I loved him beyond madness being one soul one vein one body, which he never deserved

Love is where unseen and unsaid things merge with each otherwhere silence is thirsty of happenings

My Love tears me between the addiction of patience and urge of infinite desire

Love is your addiction to an eternal longing for someone...A thirst which one cannot relinquish

Love is breathing each other with all madness

I was in love when I felt your soul speaks in my Body

I would prefer to live with bleeding heart where desire see darkness of uncertainty because I need to know the existence of love

For love I have invested my life with no return

For your love I have uprooted all my desires, I am no more demanding...

Love is floating somewhere in the beautiful horizon with an equal wave length with same frequency of intense feelings

Who you were taught to be is not who you really are! How about learning to be you?

I have a deep, abiding, infatuation for words, sentences, and stories.

The #1 problem most patients face is the inability to love themselves

It's a dangerous thing to be married right up to the hilt, like my daughter's husband. The man is at home all day, like a damned soul in hell.

The art of living rightly is like all arts; it must be learned and practiced with incessant care.

When nonviolence is accepted as the law of life, it must pervade the whole being and not be applied to isolated acts.

Never ask anyone for their opinion, forecast, or recommendation. Just ask them what they have—or don’t have—in their portfolio.

Remember when you used to watch TV in the Sixties and you'd see Perry Como in a cashmere sweater? That's what rock 'n' roll is becoming. It's your parents' music.

Watching people party is cool, but I don't love watching people get super-duper trashed and annoying. I feel protected behind my booth - away from the madness, but a part of it too.

If beauty is only skin deep, look really, really hard.