The measure of love is when you love without measures.
In life there are very rare chances that you''ll meet
the person you love who loves you in return.
So once you have it don''t ever let go --
the chance might never come your way again.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet
