For nobody else, gave me thrill-with all your faults, I love you still. It had to be you, wonderful you, it had to be you.

I think tolerance and acceptance and love is something that feeds every community.

I want the deepest, darkest, sickest parts of you that you are afraid to share with anyone because I love you that much.

A man has a tendency to accept you the way you are, while most women immediately start to pick flaws and want to change you.

Do ordinary things with extraordinary love.

Love is blind, it stops lovers seeing the silly things they do.