How can I so firmly believe in something I have never known and most likely never will, and so few ever really have?

All our lives we give ourselves away in all that we do. It is only when we have given completely we discover ourselves within another's eyes that we ever truly know love.

Nothing ever is given to those who deserve it the most. It goes to those who want it enough to make it happen.

When you look in her eyes is the rest of the world still there? That�s all you need to know.

There is nothing more I could ever ask for than to have known that for that moment you loved me. You didn�t need to say a word. I could see it in your eyes.

Don�t dwell in the past or it will only repeat itself. Don�t live in the future or you�ll never reach it. Simply live in the present and make every moment all that it can be.

I don�t just love you sometimes or every once in a while. I love you more than a little, more than a lot�more like always!

Sometimes I wonder if the world and everyone else in it were just there to make sure that we would be together.

In our weakest moments, when our hearts are at stake, these are the times that we learn the most about who we are and what we will become.

There lies an answer behind every question but each answer will in turn raise another question. The truth is there is no truth only interpretation and complication.

Happiness is not something you can reach. It is a dream, something you strive for. It is not then our destination but instead it is our guiding light. It is in our nature to not be satisfied. If we reach our goals we look forward to something better. There will always be more to accomplish. I am proud to have such ambition. I only hope that someday I look back on my journey and realize I may not have made it all the way but through my struggle I became something greater.

I once knew a man who had an amazing collection of art. He was not satisfied with his collection though. He was convinced he needed one more painting to be finished. So he searched his whole life. Traveled the world. Years later he found the piece of art he had been looking for. When he returned home, he returned only to find that he had lost his whole collection in his pursuit.

When I am asleep and dream, everything is simple and natural so why is it when i wake up and try to dream everything gets so complicated?

Three questions! What was the best thing that ever happened to you? What was the worst? Were they the same thing?