Can a heart explode from too much love and happiness?
If someone truly loves you, they won’t try to change you or take away your freedom to choose.
It really isn’t where you live as much as who you live with that makes a place feel like home.
…forever isn’t long enough to have you in my life.
I didn’t realize I could love her more than I already had, but it seems the more we evolve, the more I can’t see my life without her.
I watch her close the door and I think to myself, there goes my heart.
Triana realized Alexio was going to unravel her predictable world and the idea excited her.
Giving love to someone sometimes happens without thought or control.
It was a glorious illusion and she fell asleep before it ended.
I think you should live every moment like tomorrow is your last day, but you should also plan for the future like you will be living another hundred years.
Her hand warmed from his touch and she hoped the cloud-covered moon hid her blush.
I spend one evening with a handsome merman, and I become a silly mermaid with a crush.
The smile she felt cross her face probably could be seen from outer space, it was so large.
You are never too old to have an active imagination.
We have overcome heartaches by being kind to others and by supporting each other.
We only have one life to live. We should reach for the best it has to offer before it evaporates from our grasp.
I think magic is hard for most people to believe in, because our lives are typically without it. Sometimes the supernatural is disguised behind other things like bravery.
… but in the winter they were ensconced in a white powder of sparkling snow.
In the winter, the snow had become glittery fairy dust that had given all the creatures of the meadow warm clothes and a fire to help them endure the winter.
He reminds me of how one would feel when they think of home. A place where you eventually have to find your way back to, because it is where you are safe and loved.
Elle wondered if heart could smile, because she felt that her joy reached her inner being.
She didn’t use any artificial light, but let the glow from the silver moon in the north and the periwinkle moon in the south to guide her.
The air had a cool crispness to it and the leaves on the trees had begun turning yellow and red.
I don’t think it is ever too late to seek forgiveness and rewrite your future.