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I like to love with breath and with the tears of my whole life, to make love into faith, promises, disappointments, pain. I have come to love beyond the limits of YES and NO with all the responsibility of my years, knowing that in the unequal war with time I will be the defeated one. It is difficult to express all these sensations caused by all the doubts lived as if in vain

Deep down we all love, even if we don't want to, even if we think it's not worth it.

Calling things by their proper names is difficult, because some words cannot be forgotten and this can be disturbing, and can lead to pain.

I have preserved, hidden in a corner of my heart, the brilliance of past experiences, of loving, living, feeling, wanting…

If you've decided to leave, leave, don't take your luggage with you.

The regret of not having experienced true love will turn into inner pain.

Don't kill the soul that gives up on love, because you don't know what you're doing. For that soul, love was not fulfilled because it said no too soon and yes too late.

We all have thoughts… feelings… love… tears…

Your charm lies in the power to stop yourself before it's too late.

even 60+, you feel love the same way you felt it at 17, years old..Love has no age.