All I need to does place my pen against paper and your love writes for me.

— Kamand Kojouri

And in all those escapes he could not help being astonished by the beauty of this land that was not his. He his in its breast, fingered its earth for food, clung to its banks to lap water and tried not to love it. On nights when the sky was personal, weak with the weight of its own stars, he made himself not love it. Its graveyards and its low-lying rivers. Or just a house - solitary under a china berry tree; maybe a mule tethered and the light hitting its hide just so. Anything could stir him, and he tried hard not to love it.

— Toni Morrison

And the dusk in my heart Becomes light When you Look toward me…

— Rehmat Changaizi

And there's you. You're just beautiful. Effortlessly beautiful, like nature. You have the trinity of beauty: a beautiful heart, a beautiful mind, and a beautiful soul.

— Kamand Kojouri

And you, their best beloved one, are now to me, flesh of my flesh; blood of my blood; kin of my kin; my bountiful wine-press for a while; and shall later on be my companion and my helper.

— Bram Stoker

As if he hadn't always known he was loved the best. That he was the Beloved.

— Robin Hobb

Ask of your eyes to see only to seek love. Ask of your mouth to speak only to utter words of love. Ask of your hands to feel if only to touch the lover.

— Kamand Kojouri

A soulmate is a direct pathway to God.

— Kamand Kojouri

As Venus within Eros does not really aim at pleasure, so Eros does not aim at happiness. We may think he does, but when he is brought to the test it proves otherwise... For it is the very mark of Eros that when he is in us, we had rather shared unhappiness with the Beloved than be happy on any other terms.

— C.S. Lewis

Be a crazy beloved to find your crazy lover.

— M.F. Moonzajer