Love doesn’t just have arms to embrace you; it also has arms that attach to the hands that slowly strangle you.

“A windmill has arms, but does not hug. Where’s the love?”

“Is there anything more pathetic than a flower that doesn’t get enough sunlight …”

“Of all the flowers from a rose to a carnation, I’d die for reincarnation.”

“Sometimes I feel I’m just doing a poor impression of a person. Maybe I feel thi…”