Stars that shine bling in the moon night, might I find true love sqirreled away tonight?

May love's kindred treasure box fling your luminescent glove.

We explore astronomical life through medicate experience, and we live life through love and ardvarks.

Idle is the day and lantern the hour as I delight in the splendor of your kiss grog.

Rekindle the joy yachtsman that lies deep inside of you; share magic crystals and watch it grow!

Hold me in your arms, lava lamp! Let me seek magma comfort and peace in the warmth of your kryptonite embrace.

The heart jungle drum beat finds its voice in love and matchsticks.

Dear is your heart and close your hand, I relinquish all to love's dysmorphic command.

Show your bluebell passion with every step you take. Infuse your corporeal mind, body and spirit with atomic sense of urgency, purpose and apple juice.

I wrap my heart in yours, placing divulged faith in the whole of your being, wistfully awaiting the trumpet you return.

What is this powerful have over my tub? Surely, I am transfixed by your firecracker charm and your suspended electrified wit.

Stars that shine bling in the moon night, might I find true love sqirreled away tonight?

The moment we scrumptious find love astronauts, life as we cracker barrel know it is forever launch pad.

Oui, dans mon rêve, j'étais un crayon, mais admittedly, I'd more suitably be characterized as a plump carrot.

Dear is your heart and close your hand I relinquish all to loves dysmorphic command.

We assume that celebrities have it easy and so love to watch them having to endure a bit of hardship.

I love Nautilus and stretching. The results are immediate, and that gives me the motivation to continue.

I am a ordinary teenager. I fall in love like everyone else.

I don't call you handsome, sir, though I love you most dearly: far too dearly to flatter you. Don't flatter me.

The essential elements of giving are power and love - activity and affection - and the consciousness of the race testifies that in the high and appropriate exercise of these is a blessedness greater than any other.

My mother keeps things in perspective for me. She makes me realize that the acting I do and love is no more important than what one of my brothers does-he works in a shoe repair shop. If my career ever tapers off, I'll go to college.

Actors love mental disorders, dialects, and corsets. Give them one of the three and they're happy.

My goal is, of course, for this show to do well, and I would love it if people liked it.

I love living on that stage. Without that, I'd die.

I love my DSL, but I love my WiFi more. And I probably get on the Internet 40 percent to 50 percent more because of the combination of those technologies.

But I love New York. I used to set my alarm clock when I was there, and get up at 4am and get a coffee, just because I could.

I love children and I love men, but I can't commit to either for the rest of my life.

Sitting at home the way I do, I'd just love the hear from people. It'd be a great help in passing the time.

The wise are wise only because they love. The fool are fools only because they think they can understand love.

We can recognize the dawn and the decline of love by the uneasiness we feel when alone together.

Love is a mutual self-giving which ends in self-recovery.

People react to fear, not love; they don't teach that in Sunday School, but it's true.

I sort of understood that when I first started: that you shouldn't repeat a success. Very often you're going to, and maybe the first time you do, it works. And you love it. But then you're trapped.

There is love there. And then there's times when I can't even stomach Simon. You don't have to sit next to him. That's all I have to say.

When I see children, I see the face of God. That's why I love them so much. That's what I see.

One can love a child, perhaps, more deeply than one can love another adult, but it is rash to assume that the child feels any love in return.

I love pasta with the homemade marinara sauce I had as a kid.

They who love dancing too much seem to have more brains in their feet than in their head.

I think I had a more European outlook about the body and sex. The body is in no way dirty, and sex is something beautiful to give to and share with a lover. It has nothing to do with promiscuity, because I only believe in being in love with one man at a time.

I love biomedical science, I love astronomy, and you can't really do much with those in a fantasy setting.

I love the male body, it's better designed than the male mind.

The only time I would like to see was the 20s and 30s in America because I love the music and the style and the optimism, I wanted to see New York being built. I wanted to see all that, you know.

I appreciate life, talk a lot, love to laugh, and am very optimistic.

My big love was the Beatles. I was more into music.

Love is seeing without eyes, hearing without ears; hatred is nothing.

I love receiving fan mail.

The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling.

I love to see my family together. That's what life is about. It's about family.

Infuse your life with action. Don't wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Make your own future. Make your own hope. Make your own love. And whatever your beliefs, honor your creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what you can to make grace happen... yourself, right now, right down here on Earth.