Sunglasses are the best invention of world.Its hide the eyes which speak more then lips

Do not effort to win but try to lose if your Close one is there to fightHappiness that is achieved after losing to our close one's, that is not possible to achieved even after winning the world

Happiness are guest in life but pain is Part of life.

Both things are invisible But we Both are aware I colored my self in your fragranceAnd you colored your hands in my BLOOD

if man's life value for women and if she need man, believe me she can not Broke his swear never in any situation, in any condition.

your lack of knowledge may not for you but surely it is dangerous for your child because you cannot teach them which you your self do not know

Respect the wounds which you gave like thatKeep them in Heart for forever and never treated

My Body is graveyard of my Heart And Soul

when you betray to someone, first you betray to yourself, who speak somewhere inside you that you are a good human

When you betray someone, First you betray to yourself who speak somewhere inside you that you are good human

My Dreams are not in my eyesMy Eyes are on my Dreams

Why is it so many politicians are wealthy?Is it because they make good investments?Or is it simply.Because they are good investments?

Why inflict pain on oneself when so many others are ready to save us the trouble?

Fear has nothing to do with cowardice. A fellow is only yellow when he lets his fear make him quit.

Street performers, homemade crafts, keep your wallet in your front pocket and don't buy any crap!

The purpose of life is not to maintain personal comfort; it's to grow the soul.

As you see, context is everything and nothing at the same time. Words stand alone and with each other.

Just because you saw a vampire doesn't mean that a snowman or a Loch Ness Monster also exists.

My 20s were a time where I made it; my 30s were when I was away, confused, and trying to figure it all out.

It's strange: We leave the movie having enjoyed its conclusion so much that we almost forgot our earlier reservations. But they were there, and they were real.

The only vampires I've ever seen are the Goths trying to get a glimpse of Anne Rice's house, who drink strawberry sodas and tell each other it's blood.