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“Love is the oxygen of the heart.”

— Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann, Share via Whatsapp

“In your eyes I can see my heart.”

— Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann, Share via Whatsapp

“Love is to feel your breath.”

— Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann, Share via Whatsapp

“LOVE FILL the WORLD with WONDER.”

— Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann, Share via Whatsapp

“Love is the jewel of mankind.”

— Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann, Share via Whatsapp

“Love is patient, love is kind.”

— Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann, Share via Whatsapp

“Plant love, let it sprout.”

— H.S. Crow, Share via Whatsapp

“Love ? Love is when you are ready to do every possible and positive thing for someone,”

— SiD, Share via Whatsapp

“My love for you is a million heartbeats deep.”

— Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann, 24 Days Until Christmas: 24 Christmas Poems, Share via Whatsapp

“I fell in love with the expression in his eyes when he looked at me.”

— Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Share via Whatsapp

“I tried not to stare at his body because I already knew it was good. Instead I focused on his eyes.”

— Robert J. Crane, Share via Whatsapp

“Ljubav odlazi tiho. Nikad necete cuti njen kraj.”

— Tamara Stamenkovic, Share via Whatsapp

“Holy hell, did she love her a good dimple. And this one was deadly. She needed to get him to stop smiling. Now.”

— Jami Gold, Ironclad Devotion, Share via Whatsapp

“Who wants always to know how life is going to taste? Not me. I want surprises that light me up from the inside out. I want experiences that make me blush and giggle. I want to know what Natalie feels when she slides between her sheets at night with three men to set her on fire.”

— Stephanie Brother, Share via Whatsapp

“He cupped my face in his hands and looked me hard in the eyes. I was nothing. A shell of a man. No dreams or hopes. Then I met you.”

— Madyson Loya, Share via Whatsapp

“People said Ove saw the world in black and white. But she was color. All the color he had.”

— Fredrik Backman, A Man Called Ove, Share via Whatsapp

“Real love ought to be more like a tree and less like a flower. That s the kind of love my parents had. Not so consuming and more everlasting. And you see that tree over there? Now it s only showing green leaves, but during the spring it s covered in flowers. Because as reliable as trees are, they can also speak of beauty and passion.”

— Mya Robarts, The V Girl: A Coming Of Age Story, Share via Whatsapp