Paulo Coelho: "One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving."

Fall in love with somebody who will never let you go to sleep wondering if you still matter.

Happy Valentine’s Day to myself. I love you.

Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending and performing. You get to love your pretense. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act. And, the sad thing is, people get so used to their image that they grow attached to their masks. They love their chains. They forget all about who they really are. And, if you try to remind them, they hate you for it. They feel like you're trying to steal their most precious possession.