Let us begin this letter this prelude to an encounter formally as a declaration in the old-fashioned way I love you. You do not know me although you have seen me smiled at me. I know you although not so well as I would like. I want to be there when your eyes flutter open in the morning and you see me and you smile. Surely this would be paradise enough. So I do declare myself to you now with pen set to paper. I declare it again I love you.

Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will

Do you think because I am poor obscure plain and little I am soulless and heartless You think wrong - I have as much soul as you - and full as much heart And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth I should have made it as hard for you to leave me as it is now for me to leave you

Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles leaps fences penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.

nothing in this world was more difficult than love.

There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.

To fear love is to fear life and those who fear life are already 3-parts dead.

I love you more than I think I should.

What she had realised was that love was that moment when your heart was about to burst.

I care he said in a trembling voice. I care so much that I do not know how to tell you without it seeming inconsequential compared to how I feel. Even if I am distant at times and seem as if I do not want to be with you it is only because this scares me too.