Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.
We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.
There are no secrets that time does not reveal.
Time is the friend of the wonderful company, the enemy of the mediocre.
I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.
All love shifts and changes. I don’t know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.