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GOLDEN WORDS ABOUT LOVE

GOLDEN WORDS ABOUT LOVE FROM VEYSEL BABA

Love attains its real meaning with its divine dimension...

Love attains its real worth with its moral dimension...

Love is beautiful with its divine dimension...

Love is beautiful with its moral dimension...

Love is meaningful with its divine dimension...

Love is meaningful with its moral dimension...

Love loses its real essence when it becomes worldly...

Love loses its real meaning when it becomes worldly...

Love loses its real worth and becomes ordinary when it becomes worldly...

Love becomes ordinary and simple when it is under the influence of worldly desires...

Love becomes ordinary and simple when it is under the influence of worldly wishes...

Love becomes ordinary and loses its real meaning when it is under the influence of worldly ambitions...

Love must not be sacrificed for worldly desires...

Love must not be sacrificed for worldly wishes...

Love must not be sacrificed for worldly ambitions...

Love must not be turned into an instrument of lust. Because love is not lust; lust is an animal desire...

Despite the fact that we keep chasing after love all our lives, we have still not worked out what love is...

Despite the fact that we keep chasing after love all our lives, we have still not decided what that beautiful feeling called love is...

Despite the fact that we keep chasing after love all our lives, we have still not found a solution to the funny feeling called love...

After chasing after love all our lives, we are still at the point where we lived that first excitement...

After chasing after love all our lives, we are still at the place where we first met...

After chasing after love all our lives, we are still at the place where that first heartbeat took place...

After being devastated chasing after love all our lives, we are still at the starting point...

After being devastated chasing after love all our lives, we are still where the first flower blossomed...

After being devastated chasing after love all our lives, we are still where we landed our first kiss...

After being devastated chasing after love all our lives, we are still where we first held hands together...

After wasting ourselves chasing after love all our lives, we are still where we first had daydreams...

Having wasted our years chasing after love, we are still where you were me and I was you...

Having burnt to ashes chasing after love for a lifetime, we are still where you were me and we were together in the same body...

Having chased after love all our lives, we are still at the first stop...

Having chased after love all our lives, we are still at the first station...

Having gone round the country chasing after love, we are still at the street we started...

Having gone round the country chasing after love, we are still on the first road without understanding what has been happening...

Love arrives, is lived and goes away...

Love arrives, is lived through and goes away leaving years behind...

Love arrives, is lived through and goes away leaving floods behind...

Love arrives, is lived through and goes away leaving ashes behind...

Love arrives, is lived through and goes away leaving fires behind...

Love arrives, is lived through and goes away leaving memories behind...

Love arrives, is lived through and goes away leaving tears behind...

Love arrives, is lived through and goes away leaving a devastated heart behind...

Love arrives, is lived through and goes away leaving a ruined heart behind...

Love arrives, is lived through and goes away leaving a destroyed house of love behind...

Love arrives, is lived through and goes away leaving a palace of love behind...

What a pity love; to be attached to you is a problem, to be detached from you is another...

What a pity love; if being attached to you is a single problem, being detached from you is double that...

What a pity love; to be attached to you is difficult, but separating from you is more difficult...

What a pity love; you have burnt our love palaces to ash and ruined us in deserts...

What a pity love; you have burnt us with your fire and made us go to foreign lands...

What a pity love; you deceived and attracted us to yourself and then quietly walked away...

What a pity love; you have made us your slave with your inviting attitude and then you disappeared into obscurity...

What a pity love; you have made us your servant with your mysterious attitude and then went away leaving us stranded...

What a pity love; despite the fact that we reserved the best parts of our palaces to you, you have left us and thrown us into fires...

What a pity love! We will show you that it will not end like this; you make a note of that...

What is making me go after love is its funny behaviour...

What is making me go after love is its strange behaviour...

What is making me go after love is its incomprehensible manner...

What is making me go after love is its unruly manner...

What is making me go after love is its idle manners...

What is making me go after love is its rebellious manners...

What is making me go after love is its refusal to recognize rules...

What is making me go after love is its excessive behaviour...

What is making me go after love is its burning manners...

What is making me go after love is its scorching manners...

What is making me go after love is its dissolute manners...

What is making me go after love is its inviting manners...

What is making me go after love is its lustful manners...

What is making me go after love is its mysterious manners...

What is making me go after love is its secretive manners...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of dreams...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of daydreaming...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of stories...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of grief...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of trouble...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of pain...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of suffering...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of betrayal...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of separation...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of tears...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of sadness...

What is making me go after love is its manners full of sorrow...

What is making me go after love is its obstinate behaviour...

What is making me go after love is its half finished behaviour...

Love is like a dream, but it is a sweet dream...

Love is like a story, but it is a nice story...

Love starts like a dream and finishes like a story...

Love is like a dream and you do not want it to ever finish...

Love is like a story and you do not want it to ever finish...

Love is the resurrection of the human soul...

Love is the replenishment of the human soul...

Love is the rioting of the soul against loneliness...

Love is the purification of the soul...

Love is the human soul coming to life...

Love is the soul pulling itself together...

Love is the soul attaining freedom...

Love is the soul clapping its wings towards freedom...

Love is the soul clapping its wings towards another body...

Love is the human soul living in another body...

Love is the human soul joining with another body...

Love is the human soul blending in with another body...

Love is the soul enthusing with another body...

Love is the soul achieving freedom and clapping its wings towards distant lands...

Love is the soul flowing into another heart...

Love is the soul finding a place for itself in another heart...

Love is the soul getting attached to another heart...

Love is the soul falling for another heart...

Love is the soul becoming a slave in another heart...

Love is the soul being chained in another heart...

Love is the soul being prisoner in another heart...

Love is the soul declaring its domination in another heart...

Love is the human soul coming to itself in another body and soul...

Love flows into bodies where it finds a response...

Love flows into hearts where it finds a response...

Love finds a place for itself in hearts it finds a response...

Love is being on the same wavelength...

Love is togetherness of hearts...

Love is togetherness of feelings...

Love is togetherness of souls...

Love is togetherness of fate...

Love is togetherness of bodies...

Love is togetherness of lives...

Love is togetherness of future...

Love is togetherness of languages...

Love is building a future together...

It is good for life to be talked about, but real love is lived inside the body and heart...

Love is accepting the other person as he or she is...

Love is a certificate of surrender...

Love, in fact, is becoming superior or inferior...

Love is like a dream and sometimes you do not want to wake up from it...

Love is like a story and sometimes you do not want it to finish...

Love is like a sweet dream, but sometimes those sweet dreams can turn into nightmares...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to sorrow sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to grief sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to a drama sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to betrayal sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn into a broken heart sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to a broken mirror sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to a broken glass sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn into a few put out candles...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to a fading rosebud sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to a memory half finished...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn into a separation one day...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn into a torrent of tears sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to a song of separation sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to a wind of separation sometimes...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to an autumn wind...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn into a deep loneliness...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can turn to a loaded rain cloud...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can become a half finished tale...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can become a tale very difficult to tell...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can become a story very difficult to write about...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can become an experience very difficult to talk about...

Love is like a sweet dream, but it can become an unbearable reality in daily life...

Love is like a story very difficult to tell...

Love is like a tale very difficult to write about...

Love is like a tale very difficult to express...

Love is like a tale very difficult to live...

Love arrives like a dream, leaves like a tale...

Love is loving and being loved...

Love is selecting and being selected...

Love is liking and being liked...

Love is being devoted and being devoted to...

Love is flowing into a heart...

Love is to enjoy oneself in a heart...

Love is to rule in a heart...

Love is to find happiness in a heart...

Love is to find joy in a heart...

Love is being chained to a heart...

Love is to march towards eternity in a heart...

Love is to march towards the stars in a heart...

Love is to take wing and fly in a heart...

Love is being flooded with light in a heart...

Love is reaching endless happiness in a heart...

Love is reaching endless joy in a heart...

Love is finding endless peace in a heart...

Love is catching the most beautiful in a heart...

Love comes, entertains in the villa of love for a while and then goes away...

Love comes, gets you devoted to it and then goes away...

Love comes, burns and scorches you and then goes away...

Love comes, burns you to ash and throws you about before going away...

Love comes, dissolves you and finishes you and then goes away...

Love comes, turns you into a handful of ash and goes away...

Love comes, makes a slave out of you and then goes away...

Love comes, puts you in chains and then goes away...

Love comes, gets you into darkness and then goes away...

Love comes, throws you into burning hell and then goes away...

Love comes, deserts you in dungeons and then goes away...

Love comes, leaves you to dissolve like a candle and then goes away...

Love comes, burns you in its fire and then goes away...

Love comes, burns you in its own hell and then goes away...

Love comes, ruins you and then goes away...

Love comes, makes you helpless and then goes away...

Love comes, fills you up with problems and then goes away...

Love comes, makes you suffer greatly and then goes away...

Love comes, makes you a vagabond and goes away...

Love comes, make you full of tears and goes away...

Love comes, deserts you to loneliness and goes away...

Love comes, throws you into your own fires and goes away...

Love comes, leaves a dream unfinished and goes away...

Love comes, leaves a story unfinished and goes away. And thus, a dream and a story always remain unfinished. Because love gets support and feeds off those separations, unfinished love stories and love songs...

Love gets its main strength from separations...

Love gets its main strength from life experiences...

Love gets its main strength from memories...

Love gets its main strength from remembrances...

Love gets its main strength from those good feelings...

Love gets its main strength from those sincere feelings...

Love gets its main strength from those frank feelings...

Love gets its main strength from those beautiful dreams...

Love gets its main strength from those beautiful daydreams...

Love gets its main strength from those stories one can never get tired of...

Love gets its main strength from being gentlemanly...

Love gets its main strength from being honest,,,

Love gets its main strength from being sincere...

Love gets its main strength from being frank...

Love gets its main strength from being plain-spoken...

Love gets its main strength from being deeply devoted to it...

Love gets its main strength from being heartily devoted to it...

Love gets its main strength from grabbing it with both hands,,,

Love gets its main strength from being protective of it...

Love gets its main strength from the tears shed for it...

Love gets its main strength from the sufferings for the sake of it...

Love gets its main strength from the efforts for the sake of it. Because real love is the one where there is suffering, effort and tears. These are the three main elements that make love valuable...

If there is no suffering for the sake of love, then that love is not real love and it is not worth anything...

If there is no effort for the sake of love, then that love is not real love and it is not worth anything...

If no tears are shed for the sake of love, then that love is not a true love and it is not worth a penny...

Love tells us about the best moments of life...

Love tells us about the most insatiable moments of life...

Love tells us about the fullest moments of life...

Love tells us about the densest moments of life...

Love tells us about the most exciting moments of life...

Love tells us about the most adventurous moments of life...

Love tells us about the fieriest moments of life...

Love tells us about the most lustful moments of life...

Love tells us about the most mysterious moments of life...

Love tells us about the moments in life full of fancy...

Love tells us about the moments in life full of dreams...

Love tells us about the moments in life full of tales...

Love tells us about moments in life full of affection...

Love tells us about moments in life full of tears...

Love tells us about moments in life full of betrayal...

Love tells us about the most sleepless moments of life...

Love tells us about fires in the heart...

Love tells us about heartbreaks in life...

Love tells us about some sleepless nights in life...

Love tells us about some sad moments in life,,,

Love tells us about some tearful moments in life...

Love tells us about some mysteries in life...

Love tells us about some secrets in life...

Love tells us about some unknowns in life...

Love tells us about some things we do not know in life...

Love tells us about some mistakes in life...

Love tells us about some wrongdoings in life...

Love tells us about some unwanted things in life...

Love tells us about some regrets in life...

Love tells us about some exhausting situations in life...

Love tells us about situations where you feel depleted in life...

Love tells us about some losses in life...

Love tells us about feelings of loneliness in life...

Love tells us about feelings of darkness in life...

Love tells us about some sections of life...

Love tells us about some dungeons in life...

Love tells us about being chained in life...

Love tells us about suffering pain in life...

Love tells us about some sadness in life...

Love tells us about some sorrows in life...

Love tells us about burning in life...

Love tells us about the best moments in life...

Love tells us about the most insatiable moments in life...

Love, in a way, is suffering torment...

Love, in a way, is suffering grief...

Love, in a way, is suffering pain...

Love, in a way, is suffering distress...

Love, in a way, is shedding tears...

Love, in a way, is getting on the road...

Love, in a way, is piercing mountains...

Love, in a way, is being driven into deserts...

Love, in a way, is going beyond seas...

Love, in a way, is being pushed into exile...

Love, in a way is wandering from country to country...

Love, in a way, is being a layabout...

Love, in a way, is being a sufferer...

Love, in a way, is being desolate...

Love, in a way, is becoming the subject of gossip...

Love, in a way, is being burnt to ashes...

Love, in a way, is your ashes being scattered...

Love, in a way, is becoming a fire and burning...

Love, in a way, is flying away like a bird...

Love, in a way, is flying like a butterfly...

Love, in a way, is blossoming like a flower...

Love, in a way, is landing on flowers like a bee...

Love, in a way, is becoming colourful like rainbow...

Love, in a way, is sounding like a thunder...

Love, in a way, is striking like a thunder bolt...

Love, in a way, is lighting the sky like a lightning...

Love, in a way, is shining like a diamond...

Love, in a way, is being appreciated like a pearl...

Love, in a way, is being like gold and valuable...

Love, in a way, is coming down like rain...

Love, in a way, is becoming pure white like snow...

Love, in a way, is flowing like a stream...

Love, in a way, is flowing like a rapturous river...

Love, in a way, is overflowing like a flood...

Love, in a way, is like drinking from a spring...

Love, in a way, is being wavy like a sea...

Love, in a way, is beating the seashore like a wave...

Love, in a way, is swelling like an ocean...

Love, in a way, is blowing like a volcano...

Love, in a way, is embracing like a night...

Love, in a way, is shining like a star...

Love, in a way, is lighting the sky like the moon...

Love, in a way, is warming the sky like the sun...

Love, in a way, is protecting like a shepherd...

Love, in a way, is looking after like a gardener...

Love, in a way, is protecting like a mother...

Love, in a way, is protecting like the nature...

Love, in a way, is being sung like a song...

Love, in a way, is being written like a poem...

Love, in a way, is like having a dream...

Love, in a way, is being told like a story...

Love, in a way, is ageing like wine...

Love, in a way, is being chained and thrown into dark cells...

Love, in a way, is being chained and thrown into dark dungeons...

Love, in a way, is being a slave and thrown into dry wells...

Love, in a way, is being a slave and left to their fate in dry wells...

Love, in a way, is suffering by being chained in dark cells...

Love, in a way, is being destined to be chained in dark dungeons...

Love, in a way, is the disappointment of being left to rot in those dark cells...

Love, in a way, is the tears caused by being left to die in those dark dungeons...

Love, in a way, exists in order to understand and be understood...

Love, in a way, exists in order to love and be loved...

Love, in a way, exists in order to like and be liked...

Love, in a way, exists in order to be devoted and be devoted to...

Love, in a way, exists in order to burn and be burnt...

Love gets its real meaning from the grief, distress and sadness suffered for the sake of love...

Love gets its real strength from those sad separations...

Love gets its real meaning from those half finished loves and affections...

Love gets its real shape from those unfinished daydreams, tales and dreams...

Love is an uncontrollable flood of feelings

Love is an uncontrollable density of feelings...

Love is a humanitarian feeling that can not be controlled by orders, commands or pressure...

The measure and value of love is determined by the person who lives it...

If love is lived as a result of some accumulation, then it attains its real meaning and declares itself as love...

If love is the result of some experience, then it attains its real value and becomes more beautiful...

To live a real love one must have information, accumulation and experience...

Love is nothing but bitter suffering...

Love is nothing but gross loneliness...

Love is nothing but wasted effort and endeavour...

Love is nothing but a burnt heart...

Love is nothing but a ruined love villa...

Love is nothing but a destroyed love palace...

Love is nothing but empty years sliding by...

Love is nothing but thoughtless years sliding by...

Love is nothing but crazy years sliding by...

Love is nothing but rebellious youth sliding by...

Love is nothing but crazy youth sliding by...

Love is nothing but beautiful daydreams sliding by...

Love is nothing but beautiful dreams sliding by...

Love is nothing but beautiful stories sliding by...

Love is nothing but a broken heart...

Love is nothing but a broken glass...

Love is nothing but a few drops of dried tear...

Love is nothing but a few pale leaves and letters...

Love is nothing but a few torn pictures and photographs...

Love is nothing but a few experiences of loving one another and a few moments of happiness...

Love is nothing but a few good memories and remembrances...

Love is nothing but a few good dreams and daydreams...

Love is nothing but a few good stories and tales...

Love gets its real meaning from stories and tales experienced...

Love gets its real meaning from those madly lived years...

Love gets its real meaning from those beautiful tears shed for the sake of it...

Love gets its real meaning from those efforts and endeavours made for the sake of it...

Love gets its real meaning from the pain and suffering experienced for the sake of it...

Love, in a way, is suffering pain and grief and shedding tears. If there have been no suffering and tears, then that love is not real love...

Love, in a way, is looking after the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is risking everything for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is risking death for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is being chained for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is being thrown in dry wells for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is rotting in dungeons for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is being left to die in dark cells for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is being driven to deserts without food, for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is jumping into fires for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is piercing the mountains for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is going beyond oceans for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is crossing the seas for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is going aimlessly around different countries for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is standing up to all kinds of difficulties for the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is looking after one’s sacred cause. Because love is like a sacred cause and if one does not look after it, he stands to lose it...

Love, in a way, is joining fates with the loved one...

Love, in a way, is fighting together with the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is marching towards happiness with the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is marching towards the stars with the person one loves...

Love, in a way, is undertaking a meaningful march towards beautiful days with the person one loves...

Love, in essence, is looking after the cause...

Love, in essence, is looking after the love affair...

Love, in essence, is purifying oneself from lies...

Love, in essence, is purifying oneself from sins...

Love, in essence, is being thankful to God...

Love, in essence, is directing oneself towards God...

Love, in essence, is taking refuge in God...

Love, in essence, is being subjected to God’s justice and mercy...

Love, in essence, is being purified from greed...

Love, in essence, is being purified from obsession...

Love, in essence, is being purified from desire...

Love, in essence, is being purified from lust...

Love, in essence, is escaping from egoism...

Love, in essence, is avoiding being a show-off...

Love, in essence, is having good intentions...

Love, in essence, is being sincere...

Love, in essence, is being honest...

Love, in essence, is being hearty...

Love, in essence, is being intimate...

Love, in essence, is being unselfish...

Love, in essence, is being sharing...

Love, in essence, is being self-sacrificing...

Love, in essence, is being giving...

Love, in essence, is being forgiving...

Love, in essence, is being pardoning...

Love, in essence, is loving people...

Love, in essence, is loving animals...

Love, in essence, is protecting the nature...

Love, in essence, is looking after the surroundings...

Love, in essence, is sowing the seeds of love. If you do not have these nice feelings, then you do not know what love is. Because real love is the one you live together with those surroundings...

Love necessitates meaningful love and affection for people...

Love necessitates extending a helping hand to people...

Love necessitates opening one’s heart to people...

Love necessitates extending a hand to the needy...

Love necessitates extending a hand to the helpless...

Love necessitates protecting the cause...

Love necessitates being burnt...

Love necessitates turning to ashes and being thrown about...

Love necessitates helping with peace...

Love necessitates opposing wars...

Love necessitates helping with freedom...

Love necessitates loving and being loved...

Love necessitates embracing people...

Love necessitates kissing and embracing...

Love necessitates coming together in one body...

Love necessitates putting an end to separations...

Love necessitates being uniting...

Love necessitates looking after the good...

Love necessitates looking after the beautiful...

Love necessitates looking after the truth...

Love necessitates being ‘Leyla’...

Love necessitates being ‘Mecnun’...

Love necessitates being ‘Kerem’...

Love necessitates being ‘Asli’...

Love necessitates being ‘Ferhat’

Love necessitates being ‘Shirin’...

Love necessitates being ‘Mevlana’...

Love necessitates being ‘Yunus Emre’...

Love is being a poem...

Love is being a song...

Love is being a story...

Love makes one the subject of stories...

Love makes one the subject of daydreams...

Love makes one the subject of dreams...

Love makes one the subject of life experiences...

Love makes one the subject of memories...

Love makes one the subject of remembrances...

Love needs the evidence of witnesses sometimes. If you do not have such a witness, don’t talk to me of love and don’t go around claiming to be in love!..

Love is the most valuable treasure in the universe. You have to look after it and protect it...

Is it not love that makes this universe meaningful?..

Is it not love that makes the world and the universe go round in a systematic manner?..

Is it not love that made the moon go round in the sky like mad and fall in love with the world?..

Is it not love that makes our planet go round the sun and be devoted to it?..

Is it not love that makes the moon a slave of the world, our world a slave of the sun and the sun a slave of the universe and make them move within a certain system?..

Despite all this, how can you think of love as unnecessary? Then why are you in this universe and why are you occupying a place in it? And if you still don’t believe in the mystery, the secret and the inviting look of love, then you do not have a place in this universe. Because then you are occupying an unnecessary and extra space. Please go away and leave us alone with our love...

Love is the best present given to us by God...

Love is the best gift given to us by God...

Love is the greatest secret of God...

Love is the greatest discovery of God...

Love is the greatest magic of nature...

Love is the best element in nature...

Love is the most important link in the universe...

Love is the starting point of the universe...

Love is the only denominator in the universe...

Love is where it all begins...

Love is the only point of existence for the world, for the universe and all beautiful things in nature...

If there were no love, there would be no world...

If there were no love, there would be no order in the world...

If there were no love, there would be no universe...

If there were no love, there would be no system in the universe...

If there were no love, we would not exist in the universe...

If there were no love, we would not come to being from nothing in this universe...

If there were no love, we would not be chasing after this magic, this mystery and this unknown. Because when God created this world out of nothing and gave it a certain order, he used the irresistible magic and energy of love. And thanks to this, all the stars and the planets and satellites in their orbits go round in a certain system and rhythm. Because everything in the universe goes round with the love of the creator. Look at what Mevlana Celaleddin-i Rumi, the famous Turkish thinker and poet who lived in the 13th century, said on this subject:

“The world goes round like a millstone,

Crying and groaning day and night.

Since there is no peace in this world because of love,

My heart! Go round like the stars, as well you might...”

*Mevlana Celaleddin-i Rumi*   1207-1273.

Love turns night into day sometimes...

Love makes what is distant become nearby sometimes...

Love turns the ugly into beautiful sometimes...

Love turns daydreams into reality sometimes...

Love turns dreams into life experiences sometimes...

Love turns stories into reality sometimes...

Love turns the dead into living beings sometimes...

Love turns sins into good deeds sometimes...

Love turns wars into peace sometimes...

Love turns slavery into freedom sometimes...

Love turns enmity into friendship sometimes...

Love turns darkness into light sometimes...

Love smashes chains into pieces sometimes...

Love smashes iron doors sometimes...

Love smashes dark dungeons to earth sometimes...

Love smashes iron rings to pieces sometimes...

Love destroys evil sometimes...

Love forgives sins sometimes...

Love forgives all that cheating sometimes...

Love forgives all those mistakes sometimes...

Love forgives all those lies sometimes...

Love forgives all those bad experiences sometimes. Because real love is forgiving love. And it is a virtue that exalts man. And the man who knows how to forgive is a good man. May that person be happy and embrace beauty forever...

Forgiving for the sake of love is a good virtue...

Love can not be lived saying ‘I wish’ all the time...

Love can not be lived saying ‘I wonder’ all the time...

Love can not be lived hiding behind funny things...

Love can not be lived hiding behind strange things...

Love can not be lived hiding behind absurdities...

Love can not be lived hiding behind false words...

Love can not be lived hiding behind false promises...

Love can not be lived hiding behind false oaths...

Love can not be lived hiding behind funny lies...

Love can not be lived hiding behind tricks...

Love can not be lived hiding behind dirty games...

Love can not be lived hiding behind plots...

Love can not be lived hiding behind schemes...

Love can not be lived hiding behind game-spoiling...

Love can not be lived hiding behind excuses...

Love can not be lived hiding behind betrayals. Because in real love there is sincerity, honesty, frankness, self confidence, sharing and devotion to the loved one till one dies. Because in real love there is no scheming, no gamesmanship, no intrigue, no lies and most important there is no betrayal...

Love requires sincerity first...

Love requires honesty first...

Love requires frankness first...

Love requires self-confidence first...

Love requires sharing first...

Love requires information first...

Love requires knowledge first...

Love requires ability first...

Love requires skill first...

Love requires directing first...

Love requires liking first...

Love requires being liked first...

Love requires loving first...

Love requires being loved first...

Love requires choosing first...

Love requires being chosen first...

Love requires looking first...

Love requires believing first...

Love requires struggling first...

Love requires competition first...

Love requires determination first...

Love requires patience first...

Love requires believing from the heart first. Because love never turns away those who sincerely believe. And love knows best how to deal with this process...

Love gets rid of the ordinary in one’s life...

Love gets rid of the unknowns in one’s life...

Love gets rid of the anxieties in one’s life...

Love gets rid of all chaos in one’s life...

Love gets rid of the suspicions in one’s life...

Love gets rid of the maybes in one’s life...

Love gets rid of saying ‘if only’ in life...

Love gets rid of the inequalities amongst human beings...

Love gets rid of the huge differences between people...

Love gets rid of the distances between people...

Love gets rid of the discrimination between people...

Love gets rid of the discrimination of colour between people...

Love gets rid of race discrimination amongst people...

Love gets rid of language discrimination amongst people...

Love gets rid of the discrimination of ideas amongst people...

Love gets rid of the discrimination of thoughts amongst people...

Love gets rid of the distances between people...

Love gets rid of the boundaries between people...

Love gets rid of the obstacles between people...

Love gets rid of the walls between people...

Love gets rid of the barriers between people...

Love gets rid of the city walls between people...

Love gets rid of the castles between people...

Love gets rid of the palaces between people...

Love gets rid of the villas between people...

Love gets rid of the chateaux between people...

Love gets rid of the fame amongst people,,,

Love gets rid of the celebrity amongst people...

Love gets rid of the kingdoms between people...

Love gets rid of the sultanates between people...

Love gets rid of the empires between people...

Love gets rid of the armies between people...

Love gets rid of the mountains between people...

Love gets rid of the seas between people...

Love gets rid of the oceans between people...

Love gets rid of all obstacles between people, makes them equal and creates a balance. This magnificent speciality of love is what makes it so valuable...

Love purifies man from all that evil...

Love purifies man from all those sins...

Love purifies man from all ugliness...

Love purifies man from all that cheating...

Love purifies man from all those lies...

Love purifies man from all those bad thoughts...

Love purifies man from all those bad ideas...

Love purifies man from those bad words...

Love purifies man from those dirty games...

Love exalts man and makes him more valuable. And pushes him away from all ugliness and all unwanted behaviour...

Love requires belief in it the first place and then acting on it. Because loving is the key to everything...

Love gives man extra responsibilities sometimes...

Love give man extra problems sometimes...

Love gives man extra difficulties sometimes...

Love makes a person free on the one hand and more dependent on the other...

Love adds happiness to happiness sometimes...

Love adds joy to joy sometimes...

Love adds pain to pain sometimes...

Love adds sorrow to sorrow sometimes...

Love adds sadness to sadness sometimes...

Love adds grief to grief sometimes...

Love adds drama to drama sometimes...

Love adds ordeal to ordeal sometimes...

Love adds torment to torment sometimes...

Love adds suffering to suffering sometimes...

Love adds tears to tears sometimes...

Love adds happiness to happiness sometimes...

Love is the name given to escaping slavery...

Love is the name given to escaping captivity...

Love is the name given to escaping the chains...

Love is the name given to escaping loneliness...

Love is the name given to escaping suffering...

Love is the name given to escaping from fears...

Love is the name given to escaping those dark cells...

Love is the name given to escaping from dark corridors...

Love is the name given to escaping from dark dungeons...

Love is the name given to escaping from behind bars...

Love is the name given to escaping from high walls...

Love is the name given to escaping from thick city walls...

Love is the name given to escaping from those barbed wires...

Love is the name given to escaping those minefields...

Love is the name given to escaping those dry wells...

Love is the name given to escaping from the chain of slavery...

Love is the name given to making man free...

Love is the name given to making man more beautiful...

Love is the name given to making man happy...

Love is the name given to making man human...

Love is the name given to making man valuable...

Love is the name given to making man innocent...

Love is the name given to making man eternal...

Love is the name given to making man loving...

Love is the name given to making man peace lover...

Love is the name given to making man nature lover...

Love is the name given to making man lover of animals...

Love is the name given to making man lover of God...

Love does not flow into every heart and does not bloom in every heart...

Love knows which heart to flow into and which heart it will bloom in...

Love knows best which heart it will become beautiful in...

Love knows best which heart it will get a meaning in...

Love knows best which heart it will get value in...

Love knows best which heart it will have some sense in...

Love knows best which heart it will find response in...

Love knows best which heart it will find a depth in...

Love knows best which heart it will find beauty in...

Love knows best which heart it will find eternity in...

Love knows best which heart will make it immortal...

Love knows best which heart will make it march towards happiness...

Love knows best which heart will make it march towards immortality...

Love knows best which heart will make it march to eternity...

Love knows best which heart will make it march towards the stars...

Love knows best which heart it will gain freedom in...

Love knows best which heart it will declare its kingdom in...

Love knows best which heart it will declare its sultanate in...

Love knows best which heart it will declare its empire in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a guest in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will knock on...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be happy in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be at peace in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will find peace in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will find endless happiness in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a poem in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a song in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a daydream in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a dream in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a tale in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be Leyla in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be Mecnun in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be Kerem in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be Asli in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be Ferhat in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be Shirin in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be the subject of tales in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a king in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a queen in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a prince in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a princess in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be a sultan in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will declare its sultanate in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will lose its freedom in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be imprisoned as a slave in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be enslaved in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be imprisoned in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be sentenced to death in...

Love knows best in which palace of the heart it will be thrown in dark cells...

Love knows best in which palace of the heart it will be left to die in dark cellars...

Love knows best in which palace of the heart it will be left to rot in dark cellars...

Love knows best in which palace of the heart it will be left to be forgotten in dark cellars...

Love knows best in which palace of the heart it will be thrown in dry wells...

Love knows best in which palace of the heart it will be tied in chains...

Love knows best in which palace of the heart it will be tied in fetters...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be betrayed in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be happy in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will have endless happiness in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be burnt to ashes in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will have ashes thrown about in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will dissolve and disappear in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will reach eternal life in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will have endless happiness in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will have endless freedom in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will drink the love wine in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will drink the drink of love in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will drink the poison of love in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be sacrificed in...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be destroyed...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a prisoner...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a slave...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a light...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be radiance...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be the future...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be happiness...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be joy...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be resurrection...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be united...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a code...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a frequency...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be an invitation...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a ‘yes’...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a meaning...

Love knows best in which eyes it will have a sense...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a value...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a depth...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be sadness...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be sorrow...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be grief...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be pain...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a difference...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a lie...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a betrayal...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be a separation...

Love knows best in which eyes it will be tears. Because eyes are the mirror of the heart and whatever the heart says the eyes reflect that. Because the eyes are spies, codes and reflections of the heart...

Love is where most wishes are lived...

Love is where most maybes are lived...

Love is where most passions are lived...

Love is where most regrets are lived...

Love is where most ambitions are lived...

Love is where most unknowns are lived...

Love is where most misunderstandings are lived...

Love is where most feelings of revenge are lived...

Love is where most feelings of competition are lived...

Love is where most personal worries are lived...

Love is where most personal anxieties are lived...

Love is where most personal grief is lived...

Love is where most personal motives are lived...

Love is where most sleepless nights are experienced...

Love is where lack of appetite is experienced most...

Love is where most uncertainties are experienced...

Love is where most lustful desires are lived...

Love is where most lustful wishes are lived...

Love is born by a certain desire...

Love is born by a certain need...

Love is born by a certain demand...

Love is born by a certain wish...

Love is born by a certain requirement...

Love is born by a certain shortage...

Love is born by e certain necessity...

Love is born by a certain obligation...

Love is born by destiny...

Love is throwing yourself into fires for its sake...

Love is being burnt in fires for its sake...

Love is being burnt to ashes for its sake...

Love is being thrown about as ashes for its sake...

Love is suffering grief for its sake...

Love is suffering pain for its sake...

Love is suffering distress for its sake...

Love is suffering torment for its sake...

Love is shedding tears for its sake...

Love is being sleepless for its sake...

Love is getting wet in rain for its sake...

Love is being thrown about in winds for its sake...

Love is being pushed into deserts for its sake...

Love is wandering in distant lands for its sake...

Love is going beyond seas for its sake...

Love is crossing oceans for its sake...

Love is piercing mountains for its sake...

Love is being put into cells for its sake...

Love is being thrown in dry wells for its sake...

Love is rotting in cellars for its sake...

Love is being tied to chains for its sake...

Love is rebelling for its sake...

Love is resisting unfairness for its sake...

Love is being a poem for its sake...

Love is being a song for its sake...

Love is being a tale for its sake...

Love is being a story for its sake...

Love is being a novel for its sake...

Love is being a daydream for its sake...

Love is being a dream for its sake...

Love is being a Leyla, a Mecnun for its sake...

Love is being a Kerem, an Asli for its sake...

Love is being a Ferhat, a Shirin for its sake...

Love is being a warrior for its sake...

Love is going aimlessly around lands for its sake...

Love is getting involved in a difficult struggle for its sake...

Love is getting involved in a hard struggle for its sake...

Love is resisting obstinately for its sake...

Love is risking death for its sake...

Love is changing that bad destiny for its sake...

Love is overcoming that bad luck for its sake...

Love is changing that fate for its sake...

Love is fighting against evil for its sake...

Love is getting purified from those ambitions for its sake...

Love is taking up drinking sometimes for its sake...

Love gets its main strength from the lovely tears shed for its sake...

Love gets its main strength from the pains suffered for its sake...

Love gets its main strength from the torments suffered for its sake...

Love gets its main strength from the efforts made for its sake...

Love gets its main strength from the endeavours made for its sake...

Love gets its main shape from the meaningful tears shed for its sake...

Love gets its main shape from the innocent tears shed for its sake...

Love gets its main essence from the pure tears shed for its sake...

Love gets its main dough, its main yeast and its main cement from the meaningful, innocent and valuable tears shed for its sake...

Love is beautiful with tears...

Love is beautiful on wet pavements...

Love is beautiful in April rains...

Love is beautiful with autumn winds...

Love is beautiful under white snow...

Love is beautiful in the fall season...

Love is beautiful amongst yellow leaves...

Love is beautiful in the silent night...

Love is beautiful under the stars...

Love is beautiful under dim lights...

Love is beautiful in candle light...

Love is beautiful with the fire of a fireplace...

Love is beautiful in a few wine-glasses...

Love is beautiful in a glass of wine...

Love is beautiful in an aging wine...

Love is beautiful in those warm arms...

Love is beautiful in those embracing arms...

Love is beautiful in those first kisses...

Love is beautiful in those first feelings...

Love is beautiful the first time you become me...

Live is beautiful the first time I become you...

Love is beautiful when we become one...

Love is beautiful when the two of us unite in the same body...

Love is beautiful on those wet lips...

Love is beautiful in those wet eyes...

Love is beautiful in those lustful stares...

Love is beautiful in those looks full of desire...

Love is beautiful in those wishful looks...

Love is beautiful in those looks full of excitement...

Love is beautiful in those shy looks...

Love is beautiful in those innocent looks...

Love is beautiful in those submissive looks...

Love is beautiful behind those misty windows...

Love is beautiful in those mysterious surroundings...

Love is beautiful in those places full of secrets...

Love is beautiful when that first sin is committed...

Love is beautiful when those first dreams are realized...

Love is beautiful when that first night turns into morning...

Love is more beautiful and more meaningful when that first night is lived to the full and all desires become reality...

Love knows best which door and when to knock on...

Love knows best which palace of the heart to settle in...

Love knows best which hearts it will find peace in...

Love knows best which hearts it will find happiness in...

Love knows best which hearts it will find joy in...

Love knows best which hearts it will find a response in...

Love knows best which hearts it will find a place in...

Love knows best which hearts it will find a meaning in...

Love knows best which hearts it will find affection in...

Love knows best which hearts it will beat nicely in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be eternally entertained in...

Love knows best which hearts it will turn to a fire in...

Love knows best which hearts it will turn to ash in...

Love knows best which hearts it will become a slave in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be kept as a prisoner in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be chained in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be put in fetters in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be put in dungeons in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be put in cells in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be put in cellars in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be left in darkness in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be pushed into dry wells in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be left to die in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be left to rot in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be left to be forgotten in...

Love knows best which hearts it will be betrayed in...

Love knows best which hearts it will turn to passion in...

Love knows best which hearts it will become habitual in...

Love knows best which hearts it will become a longing in...

Love knows best which hearts it will become a desire in...

Love knows best which hearts it will become an aspiration in...

Love knows best which hearts it will become a daydream in...

Love knows best which hearts it will become a story in...

Love knows best which hearts it will become a dream in...

Love knows best which heart it will become a song in...

Love knows best which heart it will become a poem in...

Love knows best which heart it will become an adventure in...

Love knows best which heart it will have happiness in...

Love knows best which heart it will march towards happiness in...

Love knows best which heart it will march towards the stars in...

Love knows best which heart it will march towards happy days in...

Love knows best which heart it will march towards happy tomorrows in...

Love knows best which heart it will march towards free tomorrows in...

Love knows best which heart it will walk towards peaceful tomorrows in...

Love knows best which heart it will walk towards affectionate tomorrows in...

Love knows best which heart it will walk towards comfortable tomorrows in...

Love knows best which heart it will walk towards hopeful tomorrows in...

Love knows best which heart it will be immortal in...

Love knows best which heart it will be eternal in...

Love knows best which heart it will be endless in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will settle in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will find peace in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will find endless happiness in...

Love knows best which palace of the heart it will be happy in...

Love gets its main strength after the winds of separation...

Love reaches its real meaning with that separation...

Love finds its real meaning with the wind of separation...

If love has not been the subject of a poem, then it is not real love...

If love has not been the subject of a song, then it is not real love...

If love has not been the subject of a tale, a story or a novel, then that love is an ordinary one...

If love has not been the subject of a dream, a hope or an aspiration, then that is not true love...

If love has not been the subject of a dream, a story or a tale, then that love is ordinary and not worth living...

Love attains its real meaning with its spiritual dimension...

Love attains its real meaning with its moral dimension...

Love attains its real meaning with its divine dimension...

Love is beautiful with its divine dimension...

Love is beautiful with its moral dimension...

Love is meaningful with its divine dimension...

Love is meaningful with its moral dimension...

Love gets its main strength and meaning with its divine and moral dimensions. Because real love is the one that is divine and moral...

Love is crying out...

Love is praying...

Love is a rebellion...

Love is rioting...

Love is resistance...

Love is an invitation...

Love is depth...

Love is a saying...

Love is a puzzle...

Love is a daydream...

Love is a dream...

Love is a tale...

Love is an examination...

Love is slavery...

Love is an obsession...

Love is devotion...

Love is an oath...

Love is a walk...

Love is a stand...

Love is an understanding...

Love is caressing...

Love is togetherness...

Love is burning heart...

Love is a journey of affection...

Love is united destiny...

Love is a trap...

Love is tears...

Love is torment...

Love is a drama...

Love is a bundle of grief...

Love is a chain of betrayals...

Love is a world of lies...

Love is an example of disloyalty...

Love is a flood of tears...

Love is a sign of loneliness...

Love is a poem...

Love is a song...

Love is nothing but a big daydream. Because love is the real thing...

Love is nothing but a big story. Because loving is the real thing...

Love is nothing but a big dream. Because being loved is the real thing...

Love saves man from being ordinary and gives him meaning...

Love saves man from being common and gives him sense...

Love saves man from being individualism and makes him attractive...

Love saves man from loneliness and gives him depth...

Love saves man from ugliness and gives him beauty...

Love saves man from evil and directs him to do good...

Love saves man from committing sin and directs him to God’s justice...

Love makes man a proper man and gives him meaning, sense and depth. Because love is the most meaningful and beautiful feeling that can be experienced...

If there was no love, life would be without meaning...

If there was no love, life would be without taste...

If there was no love, life would be without sense...

If there was no love, life would be without attraction...

If there was no love, life would be without charm...

If there was no love, life would be without colour...

If there was no love, life would be uninviting...

If there was no love, life would be without secret...

If there was no love, life would be without mystery...

If there was no love, life would be very ordinary...

If there was no love, life would be meaningless...

If there was no love, life would be unnecessary...

If there was no love, life would be very monotonous...

If there was no love, life would be very boring...

If there was no love, life would be unbearable...

If there was no love, man would continue committing sins...

If there was no love, man would continue committing evil...

If there was no love, man would continue denying God...

If there was no love, man would continue destroying nature...

If there was no love, man would continue destroying one another...

If there was no love, man would continue starting new wars...

If there was no love, man would continue creating new disorders...

If there was no love, man would continue creating new atrocities...

If there was no love, man would continue creating new massacres...

If there was no love, man would continue creating new types of pain...

If there was no love, man would continue creating new types of sorrow...

If there was no love, man would continue creating new types of drama...

If there was no love, man would continue creating new types of suffering...

If there was no love, man would continue creating new types of sadness...

If there was no love, man would continue creating new types of hostility...

If there was no love, man would continue to be servant to others...

If there was no love, man would continue to be standard-bearers for others...

If there was no love, man would continue to be trigger man for others...

If there was no love, man would continue to be invader for others...

If there was no love, man would continue to be liar for others...

If there was no love, man would continue to undertake others sins...

If there was no love, man would continue to be party to other people’s evils...

If there was no love, man would continue to be party to other people’s dirty games...

If there was no love, man would continue to be an instrument to other people’s dark games...

If there was no love, man would not discover the good, the straight and the beautiful. Because love is always constructive, beautiful and full of love and it protects against evil and ugliness...

If there was no love, there would not be such a colour range in flowers...

If there was no love, colourful butterflies would not land on those beautiful flowers...

If there was no love, birds would not be flying so freely...

If there was no love, nature would not be so magnificent...

If there was no love, the moon would not go round our world with such patience...

If there was no love, our world would not go round the sun with such obsession...

If there was no love, all the stars, planets and satellites would not go round each other with such desire...

If there was no love, the whole universe would not be attached to each other so magnificently...

If there was no love, the joyful laughter of children and their joyful cries, would not reach the skies so loudly and so freely...

If there was no love, men who love their country would not be fighting for a cause on mountain tops...

If there was no love, men who are after freedom, would not be fighting for such a meaningful cause, on faraway mountains...

If there was no love, those men who love freedom, would not be marching towards the stars in the sky after such a meaningful struggle for a better world, for a world full of hope and love...

If there were no love, this life would have no meaning...

If there were no love, this life would have no taste...

If there were no love, this life would be very ordinary...

If there were no love, this life would be very common...

If there were no love, this life would be unbearable...

If there were no love, this life would be very unpleasant...

If there were no love, this life would be depressing...

If there were no love, this life would be upsetting...

If there were no love, there would be no pain for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there would be no torment for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there would be no suffering for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there would be no sorrow for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there would be no sadness for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there would be no drama for the sake of it...

If there were no love, they wouldn’t build villas, castles and palaces for the sake of it...

If there were no love, they wouldn’t write so many poems, novels and tales for the sake of it...

If there were no love, they wouldn’t write so many stories, legends and tales for the sake of it...

If there were no love, they wouldn’t make so many paintings, statues and works of art for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there wouldn’t be so much effort for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there wouldn’t be so much endeavour for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there wouldn’t be so much perseverance for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there wouldn’t be so much struggle for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there wouldn’t be so many tears for the sake of it...

If there were no love, there wouldn’t be so many exiles for the sake of it...

If there were no love, people wouldn’t be sent to those dark prisons...

If there were no love, people wouldn’t be thrown into dry wells...

If there were no love, people wouldn’t be chained...

If there were no love, people wouldn’t spend a life going after a loved one and they wouldn’t turn there lives to hell. Because love is the best feeling worth experiencing...

Love finds its real value when it follows a certain effort, endeavour and perseverance...

Love finds its real value when it follows a certain accumulation, information and experience...

Love, in fact, is an invitation and one must not turn down an invitation...

Love, in fact, is an invitation and one must attend...

Love something that needs to be understood...

Love is a flow of feelings that needs to be understood...

Love is something we need to be comment on...

Love is something we need to research...

Love is a flow of feeling that needs to be experienced...

Love is a set of feelings that needs to be learnt...

Love is drunkenness of the heart that needs to be known...

Love is a journey of the heart that needs to be researched...

Love is a fire of the heart that needs to be understood...

Love is a mental block that needs to be questioned...

Love turns into affection sometimes...

Love turns into obsession sometimes...

Love turns into revenge sometimes...

Love turns into betrayal sometimes...

Love turns into grudge sometimes...

Love turns into hatred sometimes...

Love turns into a lie sometimes...

Love turns into a daydream sometimes...

Love turns into a story sometimes...

Love turns into a dream sometimes...

Love turns into a tale sometimes...

Love turns into a novel sometimes...

Love turns into a legend sometimes...

Love turns into a puzzle sometimes...

Love turns into a mystery sometimes...

Love turns into a secret sometimes...

Love turns into an unknown sometimes...

Love turns into an adventure sometimes...

Love turns into a fire in the heart sometimes...

Love turns into a tired heart sometimes...

Love turns into torment sometimes...

Love turns into sadness sometimes...

Love turns into pain sometimes...

Love turns into suffering sometimes...

Love turns into a drama sometimes...

Love turns into an experience sometimes...

Love turns into regret sometimes...

Love turns into a means of revenge sometimes...

Love turns into torture sometimes...

Love turns into a sin sometimes...

Love turns into a prison sometimes...

Love turns into slavery sometimes...

Love turns into captivity sometimes...

Love turns into chains sometimes...

Love turns into a dry well sometimes...

Love turns into a dark cellar sometimes...

Love turns into a flood of tears sometimes...

Love turns into a favour sometimes...

Love turns into a beauty sometimes...

Love turn into charity sometimes...

Love turns into happiness sometimes...

Love turns into a bunch of affection sometimes...

Love turns into a bundle of affection sometimes...

Love turns into a circle of affection sometimes...

Love turn into a train of affection sometimes...

Love turns into a flower of affection sometimes...

Love turns into a kiss of affection sometimes...

Love turns into a poem sometimes...

Love turns into a song sometimes...

Love turns into a melody sometimes...

Love turns into a written line sometimes...

Love turns into a verse sometimes...

Love turns into writing sometimes...

Love turns into a letter sometimes...

Love turns into a tune sometimes...

Love turns into a picture sometimes...

Love turns into a painting sometimes...

Love turns into a statue sometimes...

Love turns into a work of art sometimes...

Love turns into a masterpiece sometimes...

Love turns into forgetfulness sometimes...

Love turns into a habit sometimes...

Love turns into a broken pencil sometimes...

Love turns into a broken mirror sometimes...

Love turns into a broken glass sometimes...

Love turns into a broken heart sometimes...

Love turns into an unfinished story, tale or novel. And love tells us all about what has been lived...

Love is to live feeling it...

Love is to live from the heart...

Love is to live willingly...

Love is living to the full...

Love is to live feeling it deep inside...

Love is to live understanding it...

Love is to live grasping it...

Love is to live solving it...

Love is to live knowing it...

Love is to live by making it beautiful...

Love is to live it like a poem...

Love is to live it in memories...

Love is to live remembering it...

Love is to live it in poems...

Love is to live it in songs...

Love is to live it in melodies...

Love is to live it in tunes...

Love is to live it in books...

Love is to live it in novels...

Love is to live it in pictures...

Love is to live it in letters...

Love is to live it in words...

Love is to live it in desires...

Love is to live it in passion...

Love is to live it in longing...

Love is to live it in glasses...

Love is to live it in silent nights...

Love is to live it in nights full of stars...

Love is to live it in lonely nights...

Love is to live it in corners of bars...

Love is to live it in corners of parks...

Love is to live it on a bench...

Love is to live it on wet pavements...

Love is to live it under white snow...

Love is to live it in April rains...

Love is to live it amongst yellow leaves...

Love is to live it behind misty windows...

Love is to live it inside empty frames...

Love is to live it inside empty glasses...

Love is to live it in a broken mirror...

Love is to live it in beautiful dreams...

Love is to live it in beautiful daydreams...

Love is to live it in beautiful stories...

Love is to live it in autumn winds...

Love is to live it in winds of separation...

Love gets its main strength, energy and meaning from those separations full of feeling, sadness and tears...

Love makes man more mature...

Love makes man more beautiful...

Love gives man more personality...

Love makes man more positive...

Love gives man more maturity...

Love makes man more sentimental...

Love makes man more innocent...

Love makes man more forgiving...

Love makes man more peaceful...

Love makes man more knowledgeable...

Love makes man more inquiring...

Love makes man more instructive...

Love makes man quieter...

Love makes man calmer...

Love makes man more of a poet...

Love makes man more loving...

Love makes man full of loving...

Love makes man full of sadness.

Love makes man full of feeling...

Love makes man full of dreaming...

Love makes man full of suffering...

Love makes man full of pain...

Love makes man full of drama...

Love makes man full of tears...

Love repairs the hearts that have been damaged...

If love reaches the dimension of sexuality in one’s eyes, then it loses its essence and becomes ordinary...

If love is considered lustful in one’s eyes, then it loses its value and becomes ordinary...

Love does not mean sexuality...

Love does not mean lust...

Love is not an animal desire...

Love, in essence, lives in one’s eye...

Love, in essence, lives in one’s heart...

Love, in essence, lives in one’s feelings...

Love, in essence, lives in a red rosebud...

Love, in essence, lives in a kiss...

Love, in essence, lives in a touch...

Love, in essence, lives in a bunch of flowers...

Love, in essence, lives in a rosebud...

Love, in essence, lives in a mature wine...

Love, in essence, lives in a glass of wine...

Love, in essence, lives in bitter and sweet memories...

Love, in essence, lives in beautiful dreams...

Love, in essence, lives in beautiful daydreams...

Love, in essence, lives in magnificent tales...

Love, in essence, lives in tears full of feeling...

Love is a clean, pure and nice feeling that must live in hearts and thoughts...

Love becomes more valuable as it matures like a wine...

Love is real when it is lived quietly and profoundly...

Love is real when it is lived from the heart...

Love is real when it is lived with effort and endeavour...

Love is real when it is protected with care...

Love is real when it is lived with affection and care...

Love does not like being ordinary...

Love does not like being common...

Love does not like being simple...

Love does not like being mean...

Love does not like low standards...

Love does not like being in the limelight...

Love does not like being the subject matter...

Love does not like being disturbed...

Love does not like being interfered with...

Love does not like being meddled with...

Love does not like to be the subject of gossip...

Love does not like to be the subject of the press...

Love does not like to be the subject of scandals...

Love does not like to be colourless...

Love does not like to be soulless...

Love does not like to be insensitive...

Love does not like to be without feeling...

Love does not like to be ordinary...

Love does not like to be simple...

Love does not like to be disloyal...

Love does not like to be forgetful...

Love does not like to be forgotten in one corner...

Love does not like to rust somewhere...

Love does not like being betrayed...

Love always is the most sought after...

Love always is the most desired...

Love always is the most wanted...

Love always is the most missed...

Love always is the most worshipped...

Love always is the most talked about...

Love always is the most mentioned...

Love always is the most spoken about...

Love always causes the most suffering...

Love always causes the most pain...

Love always is shedding most tears...

Love is inviting in every way...

Love is mysterious in every way...

Love is secretive in every way...

Love is sought after in every way...

Live is missed in every way...

Love is indispensable in every way...

Love is the sole worshipped in every way...

Love feeds off separations sometimes...

Love feeds off pain sometimes...

Love feeds off suffering sometimes...

Love feeds off grief sometimes...

Love feeds off sadness sometimes...

Love feeds off drama sometimes...

Love feeds off memories sometimes...

Love feeds off remembrances sometimes...

Love feeds off betrayals sometimes...

Love feeds off fires in the heart...

Love feeds off offended hearts sometimes...

Love feeds off tears sometimes...

Love does not go to conceited places...

Love does not visit conceited hearts...

Love does not find a place in conceited hearts. Because real love likes mediums full of feeling and full of personalities and hearts full of feelings. And it forms and announces its own magnificent empire in those places and hearts...

Love does not visit those hearts that pretend to know it all...

Love does not visit charlatan hearts...

Love does not visit spoilt hearts...

Love does not visit wiseacres...

Love does not visit people who lack personality...

Love does not knock on the doors of people who lack feeling...

Love does not visit ignorant people who think they know it all...

Love does not go to places where funny creatures who think they know the best of everything, frequent...

Love does not go to the suspicious love houses belonging to those funny creatures who think they know it all. Because love knows well what places to go to, what doors to knock on and which hearts to declare its empire in. Because love does not make mistakes...

Love knows well which hearts it will flow into...

Love knows well which hearts it will glide into...

Love knows well which doors it will knock on...

Love knows well which heart it will enjoy itself in...

Love knows well which heart it will declare victory in...

Love knows well which heart it will get its real value in...

Love knows well which heart it will gain its real value in...

Love knows well which heart it will be endless in...

Love knows well which heart it will be eternal in...

Love knows well which heart it will be happy in...

Love knows well which heart it will march towards infinity in...

Love knows well which heart it will walk towards eternity in...

Love knows well which heart it will walk towards the stars in...

Love gains more meaning in the hearts of those with a high level of intellect...

Love gains more value in the world of feelings of those people with a high level of intellect...

Love is beautiful with an intellectual meaning...

Love is beautiful if it is interpreted intellectually...

Love is beautiful if it comes with intellectual accumulation...

Love is beautiful if it comes as a result of intellectual accumulation...

Love is beautiful and so much more fulfilling if it is experienced as a result of intellectual accumulation...

Love attains its real value with intellectual accumulation...

Love attains its real worth with intellectual accumulation...

Love gains its real self by intellectual accumulation...

Love gets its real shape by intellectual accumulation...

Love gets its real meaning by intellectual accumulation...

Love gets its real sense by intellectual accumulation...

Love gets its real identity by intellectual accumulation...

Love achieves its real personality by intellectual accumulation...

Love gets its real soul by intellectual accumulation...

Love is such a good feeling that it can not be bought with any amount of material value...

Love is too clean a feeling to sacrifice for a relationship of interest...

Love is too pure and naive feeling to sacrifice for the sake of revenge...

Love is a feeling of the heart that can not be sacrificed for some ambitions and desires. And it is in our hands to make it more beautiful...

In a divine sense, love is what is sought after...

In a moral sense love is what is missed...

In a divine sense love is what is worshipped...

In a moral sense love is what is cried out...

In a divine sense love is what is implored...

In a moral sense love is what is prayed for...

Love, in a spiritual way, is the one waited for at doorsteps...

Love, in a divine way, is the one offering forgiveness...

Love, in a moral way, is the one offering affection...

Love, in a divine way, is the one invited to presence...

Love, in a moral way, is the one shed tears for...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one like Leyla...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one like Mecnun...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one like Asli...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one like Kerem...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one like Shirin...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one like Ferhat...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one like a story...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one like a dream...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one like a daydream...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one being burnt...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one thrown about as ash...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one being chained...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one thrown in jail...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one thrown in dry wells...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one shed tears for...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one who suffered thousand torments...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one who suffered thousand sorrows...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one who suffered thousand pains...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one who suffered thousand torments...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one who suffered thousand grieves...

Love, in a humanitarian sense, is the one who suffered thousand exiles...

Love, in a material sense, is the one who is deserted...

Love is a matter that needs to be accepted...

Love is a matter that needs to be assimilated...

Love is a matter that needs to be kept private...

Love is a matter that needs to be solved...

Love is a matter that needs to be analyzed...

Love is a matter that needs to be understood...

Love is a matter that needs to be recognized...

Love is a matter that needs to be known...

Love is a matter that needs to be interpreted...

Love is a matter that needs to be loved...

Love is a matter that needs to be protected...

Love is a matter that needs to be valued...

Love is a matter that needs to be esteemed...

Love is a flood of tears that needs to be experienced...

Love is a flood of tears that needs to be happy about...

Love is a togetherness of hearts that needs to be happy about...

Love is a togetherness of hearts that is experienced between two persons and there is no place for a third person in it. Because in this love story of two, a third person is always the spoiler and evil doer. And we are crying out here: “there is no room for a third person in this love adventure for two. Damn those third persons! Let them burn in hell fires! Let them disappear from the face of the earth! Amen-Amen-Amen...”

Love can be individualized and turn into a tool of revenge sometimes...

Love is not a matter that can be left to loneliness...

Love is not something that can be thrown in prison...

Love is not something that can be tied in chains...

Love is not something that can be thrown in dry wells...

Love is not something that can be forgotten in a corner...

Love is not something that can be subjected to disloyalty...

Love is not something that can be left to its own fate...

Love is not something that can be betrayed...

Love is not something that can be lied to...

Love is not something that can be denied...

Love is not something that can be defamed...

Love can be seen to be as far away from man as the stars. But it is within the capabilities of mankind to bring distance closer. All we need is to believe and make a determined march towards the stars in the sky. Let us not forget that the good feeling we call love has always reduced the distances throughout history...

On the road to love, listen to the voice of your heart...

On the road to love, go as far as your heart allows...

Love attains its real value with affection...

Love attains its real value with attachment...

Love attains its real value with passion...

Love attains its real value with loyalty...

Love attains its real value with patience...

Love attains its real value with understanding...

Love attains its real value with comprehension...

Love attains its real value with assimilation...

Love carries plenty of meaning and depth within itself...

Love carries plenty of secrets and mysteries within itself...

Love, in fact, is unity of fate...

Love, in fact, is a collection of affection...

Love, in fact, is a bundle of affection...

Love, in fact, is the replenishment of the soul...

Love, in fact, is the purification of the soul...

Love, in fact, is the beauty of the soul...

Love, in fact, is a red rosebud...

Love, in fact, is a glass of wine...

Love, in fact, is a small kiss...

Love, in fact, is a drop of tear...

Love is the one loved...

Love is the one desired...

Love is the one sought after...

Love is the one missed...

Love is the one worshipped...

Love is the one shown compassion...

Love is the one shown patience...

Love is the one shown loyalty...

Love is the one forgiven...

Love is the one shown devotion...

Love is the one dreamed of...

Love is the one suffered pain for...

Love is the one suffered torment for...

Love is the one shed tears for...

Love is the one made an effort for...

Love is the one made an endeavour for...

Love is the one daydreamed about...

Love is the one dreamed about...

Love is the one, one gets jailed for...

Love is the one, one gets imprisoned for...

Love is the one, one gets chained for...

Love is the one, one gets thrown into fires for...

Love is the one, one gets burnt for...

Love is who; one gets burnt to ash for...

Love is who, one gets thrown about as ash for...

Love is who, one is driven to deserts for...

Love is who, mountains are pierced for...

Love is who, seas are crossed for...

Love is who, oceans are crossed for...

Love is who, one goes from land to land for...

Love is who, one suffers grief for...

Love is who, one suffers torment for...

Love is who, one goes crazy for...

Love is who, one becomes aimless for...

Love is who, one becomes a tramp for...

Love is who, one becomes a sufferer for...

Love is who, one becomes helpless for...

Love is who, tears are shed for...

Love is who, a whole life is spent for...

Love is who, buildings are built for...

Love is who, villas are built for...

Love is who, chateaux are built for...

Love is who, inns are built for...

Love is who, castles are built for...

Love is who, armies are put together for...

Love is who, wars are fought for...

Love is who, countries are conquered for...

Love is who, history is written about...

Love is who, oaths are made for...

Love is who, poems are written about...

Love is who, novels are written about...

Love is who, tales are written about...

Love is who, books are written about...

Love is who, epic stories are written about...

Love is who, stories are written about...

Love is who, legends are written about...

Love is who, one acts like a hero for...

Love is who, one shows bravery for...

Love is who, one shows courage for...

Love is who, one shows respect for...

Love is who, one shows affection for...

Love is who, one acts like a gentleman for...

Love is who, one shows patience for...

Love is who, one goes into a meaningful struggle for...

Love makes a person’s dreams more colourful...

Love adorns a person’s daydreams even further...

Love is a matter proof and you have to prove your love somehow...

Love presents opportunities and you have to take your opportunities...

Love offers possibilities and you have to utilize them...

Love presents choices and you have to use them to good effect. Otherwise do not go about claiming to be in love...

Love attains its optimum shape by being loved...

Love attains its optimum shape by being respected...

Love attains its optimum shape by being loyal to...

Love attains its optimum shape by being devoted to...

Love needs to be full of daydreams sometimes...

Love needs to be full of dreams sometimes...

Love needs to be full of adventure sometimes...

Love needs to be full of excitement sometimes...

Love needs to be burning sometimes...

Love needs to be scorching sometimes...

Love needs to burn to ash sometimes...

Love needs to be devastating sometimes...

Love needs to make one drunk sometimes...

Love needs to be forgiving sometimes...

Love needs to be pardoning sometimes...

Love needs to be protective sometimes...

Love needs to be sharing sometimes...

Love needs to be caressing sometimes...

Love needs to be free thinking sometimes...

Love needs to be a vagabond sometimes...

Love must be like a poem sometimes...

Love must be like a song sometimes...

Love must be like a painting sometimes...

Love must be like a dream sometimes...

Love must be like a story sometimes...

Love must be like a novel sometimes...

Love must give advice sometimes...

Love must teach sometimes...

Love must give lessons sometimes...

Love must be immortal sometimes...

Love is worldly with its human dimension and therefore pushes man to commit sins all the time...

Love is based on interest with its material dimension and because of this it pushes man to commit sins all the time...

Love is god-like with its divine dimension and invites man to be sinless all the time...

Love is god-like with its moral dimension and invites man to be without guilt all the time...

Love makes a person sinless with its moral dimension...

Love makes a person guiltless with its divine dimension...

Love purifies man from all evil...

Love purifies man from all ugliness...

Love purifies man from all sins...

Love prevents man from being ordinary...

Love prevents man from being common...

Love prevents man from looking for the easy way out...

Love purifies man from ignorance...

Love purifies man from evil thinking...

Love purifies man from feelings of revenge...

Love purifies man from dirty relationships...

Love makes man to pull himself together and replenish himself...

Love makes a man out of a person and gives him value...

Love makes man more beautiful and adds life to his soul...

Love makes man a servant of God and makes him closer to God’s mercy, justice and forgiving nature...

Love needs to renew itself all the time...

Love needs change all the time...

Love needs to be shown interest all the time...

Love needs to be shown concern all the time...

Love needs to be shown affection all the time...

Love needs devotion all the time...

Love needs loyalty all the time...

Love needs responsibility all the time...

Love needs to be looked for all the time...

Love needs to be sought after all the time...

Love needs to be asked after all the time...

Love needs to be concerned about all the time...

Love needs to be loved all the time...

Love needs to be caressed all the time...

Love needs to be smelled all the time...

Love needs to be kissed all the time...

Love needs to be plain all the time...

Love needs to be natural all the time...

Love needs to be sincere all the time...

Love needs to have personality all the time...

Love needs to be equipped all the time...

Love needs to be colourful all the time...

Love needs to be magnificent all the time...

Love needs to be liked all the time...

Love needs to be desired all the time...

Love needs to be like light all the time...

Love needs to be like a dream all the time...

Love needs to be like a story all the time...

Love needs to be remembered all the time...

Love starts in the eyes first, then moves into the heart and then matures in the thought. And that way, it gains identity and becomes love...

Love does not recognize fame and notoriety...

Love does not recognize money...

Love does not recognize rich and poor...

Love does not recognize beauty or ugliness...

Love does not recognize time and place...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he is still alive...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he still has a heart...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he is still capable of love...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he can still fall in love...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he is still a human being...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he is still a servant of God...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he still has feelings...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he can still think...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he still has daydreams...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he still has dreams...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he still has targets...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he still has aims...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he still makes an effort...

If love knocks on one’s door, it shows he still has endeavours...

Love is a flood of meaningful feelings that make a man attached to and a part of life...

Love makes man pull himself together and give him personality...

Love makes man more mature and gives him identity...

Love makes a man settle his account with his inner world...

Love makes a man see his own faults...

Love makes a man see his own mistakes...

Love directs man towards getting rid of all his sins...

Love directs a man towards self criticism...

Love directs a man towards solving his problems...

Love directs a man to opposing all evil...

Love directs a man to opposing all ugliness...

Love directs a man to oppose all contradictions...

Love directs a man to oppose all discriminations...

Love directs a man to oppose all inequalities...

Love directs a man to oppose all injustices...

Love directs a man to oppose all massacres...

Love directs a man to oppose all tortures...

Love directs a man to oppose all wars...

Love directs a man to oppose all occupations...

Love directs a man to oppose all robberies...

Love directs a man to oppose all thefts...

Love directs a man to oppose all disorders...

Love directs a man to oppose the established order...

Love directs a man to think more beautifully...

Love directs a man to behave more just...

Love directs a man to be full of love and affection...

Love directs a man to be more loving to others...

Love directs a man to be more loving to animals...

Love directs a man to love nature...

Love directs a man to love God...

Love directs a man to learn about the universe...

Love directs a man to investigate the universe...

Love directs a man to know about himself and reminds him that he is mortal...

Love creates habitude in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love creates dependence in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love creates self-confidence in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love creates depth in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love creates novelty in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love creates change in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love creates maturity in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love creates beauty in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love leaves a broken heart behind, most of the time...

Love leaves a sad drama behind, most of the time...

Love leaves a lot of tears behind, most of the time...

Love leaves an unfinished daydream behind, most of the time...

Love leaves an unfinished story behind, most of the time...

Love leaves an unfinished dream behind, most of the time...

Love always looks for a sacrifice. Because love can not continue without sacrifice and it has no meaning without one...

Love feeds on separations most of the time...

Love feeds on suffering most of the time...

Love feeds on drama most of the time...

Love feeds on tears most of the time...

Love feeds on daydreams most of the time...

Love is not a matter to be postponed...

Love is not a matter to be delayed till tomorrows...

Love is not a letter or a money order to be put in the post...

Love is not a matter to be overlooked...

Love is not a matter one can pretend not to hear...

Love is not a matter to take lightly...

Love is not a matter to be taken as a joke...

Love is not a matter to be made fun of...

Love is not a matter to joke about...

Love is not a matter to be thrown out of the door...

Love is not a matter to be left outside the door...

Love is not a matter to be forgotten here or there...

Love is not a matter to be talked in high society places...

Love is not a matter to be chewed by wiseacre mouths...

Love is not a matter to be talked in high society places frequented by some wiseacre people...

Love is not a matter to be sacrificed for uneducated talk...

Love is not a matter to be interpreted by wiseacre people...

Love is not a matter to be sacrificed for wiseacre looks...

Love and everything related to it is a matter for those who know and understand it and who take every kind of risk for it...

Love necessitates knowing and recognising it...

Love necessitates suffering and shedding tears for it...

Love necessitates becoming aimless and losing ones way for it...

Love necessitates jumping into fires and burning for it...

Love necessitates burning to ashes and being thrown in the winds for it...

Love necessitates being thrown in prisons and chained for it...

Love necessitates being thrown in dry wells and finding the real truth in those wells...

Loves necessitates becoming a daydream and experiencing that daydream for it...

Love necessitates becoming a story and experiencing that story for it...

Love necessitates becoming a dream and experiencing that dream for it...

Love necessitates being a drop of poison and drink that poison for it...

Love is just like a dream and you hope it never ends...

Love is just like a story and you hope that the story never ends...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a half finished dream behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a few tears behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a broken heart behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a true story behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of memories behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of life experiences behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of daydreams behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of pain behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of grief behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of sadness behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of sorrow behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of drama behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of secrets behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of mysteries behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of puzzles behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of stories behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves novels behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of tales behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves a lot of legends behind...

Love comes and goes but it leaves behind, a ruined palace of the heart...

Love comes and goes but it leaves behind, a destroyed villa of the heart...

Love comes and goes but it leaves behind, a villa of the heart burnt to ash...

Love comes and goes but it leaves behind, a palace of the heart in silence...

Love comes and goes but it leaves behind, a palace of the heart left in loneliness...

Love comes and goes but it leaves behind, a palace of the heart left in darkness...

Love comes and goes but it leaves behind some ash, some smoke and a palace of the heart in ruins...

Love comes and goes but it leaves behind a huge amount of disloyalty...

Love comes and goes but it leaves behind a huge amount of betrayal...

Love comes and goes but it leaves behind a huge amount of tears...

Love, in fact, is hidden in that first look...

Love, in fact, is hidden in that first sight...

Love, in fact, is hidden in that first liking...

Love, in fact, is hidden in that first flow into the heart...

Love, in fact, is hidden in that first slide into the heart...

Love, in fact, is hidden in that first holding of hands...

Love, in fact, is hidden in that first embrace...

Love, in fact, is hidden in that first kiss...

Love, in fact, is hidden in that first togetherness...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those passionate looks...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those desirous looks...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those eager looks...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those inviting looks...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those fiery looks...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those lustful looks...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those enslaving looks...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those imprisoning looks...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those capturing looks...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks that take you away...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks that make you daydream...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks that make you dream...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks that remind you of stories...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of mystery...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of secrets...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of tears...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks that slip away...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of sadness...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of sorrow...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of pain...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of torment...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of drama...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of separation...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of betrayal...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of lies...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of trickery...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of intrigue...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of gamesmanship...

Love, in fact, is hidden in those looks full of forgetfulness...

Love, is hidden in wet lips sometimes...

Love is hidden in passionate lips sometimes...

Love is hidden in lustful lips sometimes...

Love is hidden in misty eyes sometimes...

Love is hidden in wet eyes sometimes...

Love is hidden in eyes full of tears sometimes...

Love is hidden in eyes full of sadness...

Love is hidden in that wet handkerchief sometimes...

Love is hidden in lived memories sometimes...

Love is hidden in burning hearts sometimes...

Love is hidden in hearts burnt to ash and thrown about sometimes...

Love is hidden in hearts beating fast sometimes...

Love is hidden in unfinished love stories sometimes...

Love is hidden in separation stories sometimes...

Love is hidden in tales of separation sometimes...

Love is hidden in songs of separation sometimes...

Love is hidden in broken hearts sometimes...

Love is hidden in broken glasses sometimes...

Love is hidden in broken mirrors sometimes...

Love is hidden in broken frames sometimes...

Love is hidden in torn pictures sometimes...

Love is hidden in fading rosebuds sometimes...

Love is hidden in fading letters sometimes...

Love is hidden in fading pictures sometimes...

Love is hidden in ruined hearts sometimes...

Love is hidden in devastated hearts sometimes...

Love is hidden in hearts burnt to ash sometimes...

Love is hidden in hearts burnt to ash and thrown about sometimes...

Love gets its real strength from separations...

Love gets its essence from separations...

Love gets its real shape from separations...

Love gets its real form from separations...

Love gets its real meaning from separations...

Love gets its real depth from separations...

Love gets its real personality from separations...

Love gets its real identity from separations...

Love gets its soul from separations...

Love has been fed by separations in every period in history. And it has been separations that give love its real value...

If love is one-sided it creates a deep psychological condition in the person and pushes him towards a competitive attitude. This includes unwanted behaviour like revenge, jealousy and slander. Because one-sided love affairs cause suffering, torment and tears...

If love is one-sided, it is torment, suffering and unbearable torture for a person...

Love causes new scares in some people...

Love causes new worries in some people...

Love causes new anxieties in some people...

Love causes new problems in some people...

Love causes new suspicions in some people...

Love causes new dilemmas in some people...

Love causes new misgivings in some people...

Love causes new questions in some people...

Love causes changes in some people...

Love causes dreams in some people...

Love causes new yearnings in some people...

Love causes new fancies in some people...

Love causes new wishes in some people...

Love causes new desires in some people...

Love causes new feelings in some people...

Love causes new sentiments in some people...

Love causes new searches in some people...

Love causes new excitements in some people...

Love causes new joys in some people...

Love causes new happiness in some people...

Love causes new loves in some people...

Love causes new affection in some people...

Love causes new excuses for some people...

Love causes new pains in some people...

Love causes new troubles in some people...

Love causes new grieves in some people...

Love causes new worries in some people...

Love causes new sorrows in some people...

Love causes new sadness in some people...

Love causes new ordeals in some people...

Love causes new suffering in some people...

Love causes new exiles for some people...

Love causes new chains for some people...

Love causes new fires for some people...

Love causes new habits in some people...

Love causes new forgetfulness in some people...

Love causes new betrayals in some people...

Love causes new tears in some people...

Love causes new stories for some people...

Love causes new dreams for most people...

Love causes new daydreams for most people...

Love creates a change in the right direction for most people and it directs the person to search everything in more detail...

Love reminds us that man has feelings...

Love reminds us that man has sensation...

Love reminds us that man has a heart...

Love reminds us that man has a palace of the heart...

Love reminds us that man has a villa of the heart...

Love reminds us that man has a garden of the heart...

Love reminds us that man has beauty...

Love reminds us that man is capable of liking...

Love reminds us that man is capable of searching...

Love reminds us that man is capable of longing...

Love reminds us that man is capable of passion...

Love reminds us that man is capable of desire...

Love reminds us that man is capable of wishing...

Love reminds us that man is capable of loving...

Love reminds us that man is capable of affection...

Love reminds us that man is capable of daydream...

Love reminds us that there is a man in a man...

Love reminds us that there is another man in a man...

Love reminds us that there is a second man in a man...

Love reminds us that there is a second person in a man...

Love reminds us that man has wisdom...

Love reminds us that man has logic...

Love reminds us that man has self confidence...

Love reminds us that man has the will to fight...

Love reminds us that man has the love to fight...

Love reminds us that man has the will to resist...

Love reminds us that man has the determination to fight...

Love reminds us that man is a living soul...

Love reminds us that man has another man in himself...

Love reminds us that man is capable of loving another human being...

Love reminds us that a man can fall in love with another...

Love reminds us that a man’s heart can be captured by another human being...

Love reminds us that man can become a slave to another...

Love reminds us that man is still a human being and still capable of loving...

Love reminds us that man is still a human being and he can be an angel of goodness...

Love reminds us that man is still a human being and he can turn into a love flower for love’s sake...

Love reminds us that man is still a human being and he can turn into a ball of affection for love’s sake...

Love reminds us that man is still a human being and he can turn into a bundle of affection for love’s sake...

Love reminds us that man is still a human being and can turn into a palace of the heart for love’s sake...

Love reminds us that man is still a human being and can turn into a garden of love...

Love reminds us that man is still a human being and can turn into a statue of beauty...

Love reminds us that man is still a human being and can turn into a distributor of justice...

Love doesn’t like people who have problems with life...

Love doesn’t like people who have a fight against life...

Love doesn’t like people who have a disagreement with life...

Love doesn’t like people who have an argument with life...

Love doesn’t like people who do not get on well with life...

Love doesn’t like people who are not at peace with life. Because love necessitates accepting life as it is. Because life necessitates being natural and living natural...

Love doesn’t like people who are materialist and who are slaves to materialism...

Love doesn’t like people who are after fame and fortune...

Love doesn’t like people who are after property and wealth...

Love doesn’t like people who are after villas and palaces...

Love doesn’t like people who are after money...

Love doesn’t like people who are after showing off...

Love doesn’t like people who are after advertising themselves...

Love doesn’t like people who are after capitalism...

Love doesn’t like people who are after greed...

Love doesn’t like people who are after evil...

Love doesn’t like people who are after ugliness...

Love doesn’t like people who are after sin...

Love doesn’t like people who sow seeds of evil in this world...

Love doesn’t like people who pollute this world...

Love doesn’t like people who make this world not worth living on...

Love doesn’t like people who destroy the nature...

Love doesn’t like people who engage in evil in this world...

Love does not like people who make this world a fighting place...

Love does not like people who turn the world into a place where the feelings of grudge, hatred and revenge are dominant...

Love is beautiful and full of affection and invites man to be benevolent...

Love gets rid of all bad thoughts from the mind...

Love gets rid of all the wrongs from the mind...

Love gets rid of all the extras from the mind...

Love invites man to be at peace with life...

Love invites man to be at peace with nature...

Love makes a man what he is and at peace with himself...

Love makes a man what he is and invites him to understand the world...

Love makes a man what he is and invites him to understand the universe...

Love makes a man what he is and as he is the servant, the human being and the created, invites him to seek refuge in the Mighty Creator...

Love invites man to share like a man...

Love invites man to live like a man...

Love invites man to think like a man...

Love invites man to be like a man...

Love invites man to be beautiful...

Love invites man to be an example to others...

Love invites man to be honest...

Love invites man to be charitable...

Love invites man to help others...

Love invites man to be sharing...

Love invites man to have feelings...

Love invites man to be sinless...

Love invites man to be a good individual...

Love invites man to have personality...

Love invites man to love and be loved...

Love invites man to be on the side of the righteous...

Love invites man to be on the side of honesty...

Love invites man to be on the side of the charitable...

Love invites man to be on the side of the beautiful...

Love invites man to be on the side of love...

Love invites man to be on the side of respect...

Love invites man to be on the side of justice...

Love invites man to be on the side of the law...

Love invites man to be on the side of equality...

Love invites man to be on the side of peace...

Love invites man to be on the side of brotherhood...

Love invites man to question everything...

Love invites man to search everything...

Love invites man to learn all the time...

Love invites man to think all the time...

Love invites man to be on the side of the people...

Love invites man to be on the side of the ones trampled on...

Love invites man to be on the side of the ones looked down upon...

Love invites man to be on the side of the exploited...

Love invites man to be on the side of the ones who are scorned...

Love invites man to oppose the system of robbery...

Love invites man to think like a man...

Love invites man to suffer grief...

Love invites man to suffer sorrow...

Love invites man to shed tears...

Love invites man to a life of slavery...

Love invites man to a life of imprisonment...

Love invites man to be chained...

Love is a matter of depth...

Love is a matter of dimension...

Love is a matter of observation...

Love is a matter of understanding...

Love is a matter of interpretation...

Love likes difficult things better...

Love likes hard things better...

Love likes the unreachable better...

Love likes the unattainable better...

Love likes what is full of sorrow better...

Love likes what is full of grief better...

Love likes what is full of sadness better...

Love likes what is full of anxiety better...

Love likes what is full of suffering better...

Love likes what is full of tears better...

Love likes what is full of separation better...

Love is affection, respect and understanding...

Love is passion, loyalty and devotion...

Love is desire, wished and wanted....

Love is the one longed for and waited for...

Love is the one desired, invited and accepted...

Love is mystery, secret and legend...

Love is daydream, story, dream...

Love is sincerity, honesty and talking straight...

Love is happiness, joy and glee...

Love is what is experienced, what will be experienced in future and what will be experienced forever...

Love is who is prayed for, who will be prayed for and who has to be prayed for...

Love is what is worshipped, what will be worshipped and what has to be worshipped...

Love is the collection of good and bad memories lived in the past...

Love is the collection of memories full of suffering, distress and tears...

Love is the best at balancing things...

Love is the most meaningful way of balancing things...

Love is the most definite way of balancing things...

Love puts an end to the inequalities amongst people...

Love puts an end to the imbalances amongst people...

Love puts an end to the injustices amongst people...

Love puts an end to the precipices amongst people...

Love puts an end to the hurdles amongst people...

Love puts an end to the discrimination amongst people...

Love puts an end to the discrimination of ideas amongst people...

Love puts an end to race discrimination amongst people...

Love puts an end to the colour discrimination amongst people...

Love puts an end to the religious discrimination amongst people...

Love puts an end to the discrimination of religious sects amongst people...

Love puts an end to the materialistic discrimination amongst people...

Love looks for somebody’s colour in his heart, not elsewhere...

Love looks for somebody’s colour inside him, not outside...

Love looks for somebody’s love in his heart, not elsewhere...

Love necessitates believing in it from the heart...

Love necessitates being devoted to it from the heart...

Love necessitates surrendering to it...

Love necessitates working for it...

Love necessitates serving it...

Love necessitates respecting it...

Love necessitates putting an effort in for it...

Love necessitates being desolated for it...

Love necessitates becoming a vagabond for it...

Love necessitates becoming a vagrant for it...

Love necessitates becoming helpless for it...

Love makes it necessary to get on the road for it...

Love makes it necessary to pierce mountains for it...

Love makes it necessary to cross seas for it...

Love makes it necessary to cross deserts for it...

Love makes it necessary to be put in prison for it...

Love makes it necessary to be thrown in dry wells for it...

Love makes it necessary to be tied in chains for it...

Love makes it necessary to go through suffering for it ...

Love makes it necessary to turn to ash in fires for it ...

Love makes it necessary to turn to ash and be thrown about for it ...

Love makes it necessary to become wine in a glass for it ...

Love makes it necessary to become a drop of drink for it...

Love makes it necessary to become a drop of poison for it...

Love makes it necessary to waste a whole life for it...

Love makes it necessary to shed a load of tears for it...

Love makes one walk on thorny roads for it...

Love makes one walk on minefields for it...

Love makes one go over hurdles for it...

Love makes one walk to love palaces for it...

Love makes one erect victory flags in love palaces...

Love can not be built on mistakes...

Love can not be built on faults...

Love can not be built on games...

Love can not be built on tricks...

Love can not be built on fraud...

Love can not be built on gamesmanship...

Love can not be built on impossibilities...

Love can not be built on dreams...

Love can not be built on false promises...

Love can not be built on false words...

Love can not be built on false oaths...

Love can not be built on lies...

Love can not be built on betrayals...

Love can not be built on forgetfulness...

Love can not be built on sins...

Love, in fact, exists for loving...

Love, in fact, exists in order to love...

Love, in fact, exists in order to be loved...

Love, in fact, exists to be happy...

Love, in fact, exists to dominate the world...

Love, in fact, exists to love human beings and the world...

Love, in fact, exists to love nature and the other living beings in nature...

Love, in fact, exists to love the world and the whole universe...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the better and the more beautiful...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the right and the faultless...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the flawless and the perfect...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the marvellous and the magnificent...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the sinless and the worthy of worshipping...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the benevolent and the charitable...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the person with an open heart and an open third eye...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the liar and the cheat...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one who doesn’t betray...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one who is full of love and affection...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one full of compassion and affection...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one full of trust and confidence...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one full of loyalty and devotion...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one full of honesty and sincerity...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the hearts open to loving...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the heart’s magnificent palace...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the heart’s prepared palace...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one with the fast heart beat...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one with the heart full of excitement...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one flapping heart...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one full of daydreams...

Love, in fact, exists to discover the one full of tales...

Love, in fact exists to discover the one full of dreams...

Love, in fact, exists for those beautiful days...

Love, in fact, exists for hopeful tomorrows...

Love, in fact, exists for loving tomorrows...

Love, in fact, exists for tomorrows full of peace...

Love, in fact, exists for tomorrows full of brotherhood...

Love, in fact, exists to find refuge in the Mighty Creator...

Love, in fact, exists to deserve the forgiveness of the Mighty Creator...

Love, in fact, exists to get purified from all sins...

Love, in fact, exists to find the one who is at peace with himself...

Love, in fact, exists to find the one at peace with his surroundings...

Love, in fact, exists to find the one at peace with nature...

Love, in fact, exists to find the one at peace with the world...

Love exists to find the beautiful people who are at peace with the universe and who sow the seeds of goodness wherever they go and love is presented to the service of those people...

Love, in fact, exists to solve the ever present legend of creation...

Love, in fact, exists to search for the ever present secrets and mysteries...

Love, in fact, exists to look for and find the secrets and the mysteries of the universe...

Love, in fact, exists to think deeper and search deeper...

Love, in fact, exists in order to suffer more pain...

Love, in fact, exists in order to suffer more grief...

Love, in fact, exists in order to shed more tears...

Love, in fact, exists in order to burn more...

Love, in fact, exists in order to burn to ashes...

Love, in fact, exists in order to be thrown about as ash...

Love, in fact, exists in order to be put in prison...

Love, in fact, exists in order to be thrown in dry wells...

Love, in fact, exists in order to be tied in chains...

Love, in fact, exists in order to have dreams...

Love, in fact, exists in order to be in a dream world...

Love, in fact, exists in order to be forgotten in one corner...

Love, in fact, exists in order to become a memory in one corner...

Love, in fact, exists in order to waste one’s life in a corner...

Love looks for beauty of the soul in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for sincerity in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for honesty in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for frankness in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for affection in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for fidelity in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for loyalty in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for devotion in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for trust in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for feeling in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for sentiment in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for depth in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for dimension in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for quality in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for wholeness in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for comprehension in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for good character in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for humanity in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for openness in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for a harbour to shelter in, in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for a trustworthy harbour in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for broad-mindedness in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for farsightedness in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for intellectual accumulation in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for ability in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for talent in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for depth in thinking in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for dimension in ideas in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for openness to self-criticism in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for positive evaluation of events in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for the ability to comment in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for maturity when facing events in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for an equitable nature in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for devotion to freedom in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for love of peace in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for love of nature in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for love of animals in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for love of human beings in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for endless happiness in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for endless joy in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for a way towards marriage in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for a way towards tomorrows full of hope in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love looks for a way towards tomorrows full of loving in the person on whose door it knocks...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards those beautiful days...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards those shiny days...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards those free days...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards tomorrows full of hope...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards tomorrows full of loving...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards tomorrows full of affection...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards tomorrows full of beauty...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards tomorrows full of unknowns...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards tomorrows full of endlessness...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards tomorrows full of mystery...

Love, in essence, is a door that opens towards tomorrows full of secrets...

Love is the other name of life full of love...

Love is the other name of life full of affection...

Love is the other name of life full of happiness...

Love is the other name of life full of joy...

Love is the other name of life full of mystery...

Love is the other name of life full of secrets...

Love is the other name of life full of passion...

Love is the other name of life full of desire...

Love is the other name of life full of lust...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of suffering...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of grief...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of sadness...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of pain...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of sorrow...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of torment...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of distress...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of anxiety...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of slavery...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of captivity...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of chains...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of longing...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of memories...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of remembrances...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of daydreams...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of stories...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of dreams...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of betrayal...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of separations...

Love, in a way, is the other name of life full of tears...

Love, in fact, is the real name of those love games...

Love, in fact, is the real name of fires in the heart...

Love, in fact, is the real name of sweet and evasive behaviour...

Love, in fact, is the real name of those secret meetings...

Love, in fact, is the real name of those mysterious hours...

Love, in fact, is the real name of those secret minutes...

Love, in fact, is the real name of cooing...

Love, in fact, is the real name of those embraces...

Love, in fact, is the real name of those kisses...

Love, in fact, is the real name of those minutes full of lust...

Love, in fact, is the real name of all those life experiences...

Love, in fact, is the story of two bodies becoming one at the end of the night...

Love, in fact, is the meeting of two bodies in one after lustful hours...

Love, in fact, is the name of two bodies expressing themselves in one body after all those experiences...

Love always finds what is most valuable for it...

Love always finds what is most worthy of it...

Love always finds what is best for it...

Love always finds what is most meaningful for it...

Love always finds who is most sensitive for it...

Love always finds who has most feelings for it...

Love always finds who is most equipped for it...

Love always finds who is most knowledgeable for it...

Love always finds who is most cultured for it...

Love always finds who is most sharing for it...

Love always finds who is best for equality...

Love always finds who is most peace-loving for it...

Love always finds who is most desirous for it...

Love always finds who is most eager for it...

Love always finds who is most lustful for it...

Love always finds who the best dreamer for it is...

Love always finds what suits it best...

Love always finds what will suit it best...

Love always finds who will partner it best...

Love always finds who will make it happy...

Love always finds the best person to marry...

Love always finds the best person to form a family with...

Love always finds the best person it will walk along with...

Love always finds the best person it will have unity of fate with...

Love finds the one open to loving...

Love finds the one with open heart...

Love finds the one full of love...

Love finds the one who loves human beings...

Love finds the one who loves nature...

Love finds the one who loves animals...

Love finds the one who loves God and rewards him...

Love finds the one who tries for peace...

Love finds the one who tries for brotherhood...

Love finds the one who tries for friendship...

Love finds the one who tries for love and rewards him...

Love finds the one who tries for affection and rewards him...

Love finds the one who will fight for a world full of love and affection...

Love finds the one who will fight for a world without wars...

Love finds the one who will fight for a beautiful world and makes him a partner...

Love finds the one who will fight for tomorrows full of hope and starts a meaningful walk with him through life...

Love is always innocent and the guilty party is one of those two in love...

Love is always innocent and it is the greatness of love that is guilty...

Love is always innocent and it is the irresistible charm of love that is guilty...

Love is always innocent and it is the wonderful attraction of love that is guilty...

Love is always innocent and it is the unreachable splendour of love that is guilty...

Love is a problem when it exists; it is double the problem when it does not...

Love is a problem when it exists; it is a different problem when it does not exist...

Love is a problem when it exists; it is also a problem when it does not...

Love is guilt when it exists; it is also guilt when it does not...

Love is a mistake when it exists; it is also a mistake when it does not...

Love is sought after when it exists; it is also sought after when it does not...

Love is all suffering, cruelty and grief...

Love is all sorrow, sadness and distress...

Love is all pain, drama and tears...

Love is all slavery, exile and chains...

Love is all affection, respect and value...

Love is all about the longed for, the sought after and the desired...

Love is all about the expected, the wanted and the invited...

Love is all about what is being lived, what has been lived and what will be lived...

Love is all a daydream, what will be dreamed about and what is nice to dream about...

Love is worthless without dreaming. Because love, in a way means dreaming...

Love, in fact, is the happy ending of the story...

Love, in fact is the unknown at the end of the dream...

Love, in fact, is the final episode of the novel...

Love, in fact, is the finishing scene in the play...

Love, in fact, is the applause at the end of the show...

Love, in fact, is the farewell at the end of the life experience...

Love, in fact, is the last touch of the painter’s brush...

Love, in fact, is the separation at the end of a film...

Love, in fact, is the phrase “The End” at the end of the film...

Love, in fact, is the tears at the end of a love story...

Love comes with a touching look most of the time, gets the person devoted to it and one day suddenly goes away...

Love comes with a look full of feeling most of the time, makes a slave out of the person and one day suddenly goes away...

Love comes with a sincere look most of the time, it gets hold of a person’s palace of the heart and one day suddenly goes away...

Love comes with a beautiful look most of the time, settles in the person’s villa of love and one day suddenly goes away...

Love comes with a frank look most of the time, declares its domination of the person’s heart and one day suddenly goes away...

Love comes with a look of affection most of the time, sits on the heart’s magnificent throne and one day suddenly goes away...

Love comes with a passionate look most of the time, burns the palace of the heart down and one day suddenly goes away...

Love comes with a look full of desire most of the time, burns to ash the person’s palace of the heart and one day suddenly goes away...

Love comes with a willing look most of the time, leaves a lot of memories of love and one day suddenly goes away...

Love comes with an affectionate look most of the time, leaves behind a lot of happy memories and one day suddenly goes away without notice...

Love comes with a hopeful look most of the time, leaves behind a lot of loving and affectionate memories and experiences relating to those beautiful days, those smiling eyes and happy laughs; and goes away one day without saying goodbye. And leaves behind a Veysel Baba in tears. The sultan of hearts Hz. Mevlana was asked what love is. He said: “Be me and know.”...

One day Leyla was brought to the presence of the caliph. He looked at her in an underestimating and mocking manner:

“Is it you who Mecnun fell in love with and became desolate and lost and went round in deserts hungry and thirsty? But you are not more beautiful than other beautiful women!”

Upon the mocking and belittling words Leyla responds:

“Because you are not Mecnun! And you are not seeing me with his eyes”...

The sultan of hearts Hz. Mevlana says on love:

“Fall in love. Choose love so that you are chosen as well.”

“Love is such a sultanate that there is no specific time for it.”

“Love is the equipment with which the secret of divinity was discovered.”

“Love is not limited by measure or respect.”

“Love does not receive advice from any event.”

“Love does not take lessons from any disaster.”

“Love is like having a cause; suffering is like a witness. If you have no witness, you can not win the cause.”

“Love is not gold, it can not be hidden. Because the person in love, does not have anything to hide.”

“Nothing but fire can extinguish love.”

“A person in love is like gold, trouble is like fire; pure gold is beautiful in fire.”

“He who is not inclined to love is like a bird without wings. Shame!”

“After crossing seven cities, we are still at the start of the journey.”

“There is neither loyalty nor suffering in real love.”

“You are in trouble if you have no brains. If you have no heart then you don’t really exist!”

“Those who share the same feelings understand each other, not those who speak the same language.”

“I thought the person who loves and the person who is loved are different persons. I realized they are one and the same and I happen to have seen one as two.”

“What wind is for fire, separation is for love.”

“Separation ruins a small love, but strengthens a great one.”

“For a man in love the best seat is the lap of his lover.”

“A lover in a crowd of hundred, is noticeable like the moon amongst the stars in the sky.”

“You named love as lust; if that were the case the donkey would have been the king of mankind.”

“There is a time that every one goes through animal circle of love.”

“Repairing a broken heart is hundred times more beneficial than pilgrimage to Mecca.”

“The heart desires to be with God, the rest is not important.”

“Oh love and the ways of love!

Your fire has burnt my heart!”

“I am so in love, advice doesn’t help; I have drunk the poison of love, suffering unnecessarily.”

“What scorns and despises a man’s ego and exalts him is love and affection. Without that the whole body is made up of greed. But greed is degrading.”

“Love and mercy is the quality of mankind.”

“Love and affection are human traits; anger and aggression are animal traits.”

“Be like the sun when you love; be like the night when you are covering faults.”

“Love turns bitter into sweet, turns bronze into gold.”

“Love purifies misty waters; ills are healed.”

“Love revives the dead; makes servants out of kings.”

“Love is the fruit of knowing and understanding.”

“The world goes round like the stones of a mill,

Crying day and night.

Since there is no peace in the world because of love,

My heart! Turn like the stars, there is no respite.”

“Be fair my friend, love is a good thing,

Drinking in excess does a lot of harm to love.

It is a shame you call love lust,

Bow to the noble feeling we call love!”

“You beautiful natured, whoever sees you, lives in your love,

It overflows from all these places.

It is neither Saturn nor the moon; there is no hint of beauty,

The whole universe runs to the light of the sun; it is love and duty...”

“The day I heard the word lover,

My eyes, my heart and my life are worn out for its sake; bar none.

I used to say the lover and the loved one; it makes two of them,

What I see as two in fact, is only one.”

“I have loved you, advice does not count,

Sweet things I drink do not count.

‘Tie his feet’ they say for me,

It is my heart that has gone mad; shoelaces do not count.”

“A beauty turned up suddenly last night,

Nice words, sweet lips and rakishness up.

She woke me up with her sunny face and said:

‘You have seen the sun, why don’t you get up?’”

“Your soul and mine are one and the same,

You are hidden in me and me in you; that is clear.

This is the meaning I thought about you and me,

There is no you or me left between us, have no fear.”

“There is no escape from you for my heart,

Let this heart belong to you from now on.

If my heart does not fill with the pain of your love,

It is a shame whether it exists or not.”

“It is good to move on from a place every day,

It is good to settle in a new place every day.

It is good to flow without getting dirty or frozen,

My soul went away yesterday,

Whatever we said about yesterday,

It is time to say new things today.”

“They are great in numbers,

Like almonds, like almonds,

But the fat in every one of them the same.

There are so many languages, so many,

But the meaning in every one of them the same.

You make sure you break the jugs and the doors,

Water finds the way and flows.”

“Somebody else’s sherbet of honey does not interest me!

Here, in front of me, is my buttermilk bowl.

I have no property, no possessions or provisions,

But I still work for you to have property or possessions.

For you to have a roof to live under,

I am a tree that belongs to you.

But whatever happens, I never give up freedom and be a servant.”

“Whatever it is you want, look at yourself!

There is a soul in you, look for that soul!

There is a treasure in your mountain, look for that treasure!

If you are looking for the walking dervish;

Do not look for him outside,                                                           Look for him in your own self!..”

“She steals the heart of everyone at first sight,

The doctors will not prescribe her any medication.

Because once they see her beautiful face,

They themselves will need a doctor in that case...”

“Is it possible for us to be indifferent?

We are born and hidden in each other.

Saying you and me is a manner of speech,

There is no you and me; we know that, each.”

“Wherever I touch my head, prostration is for Him,                     The one worshipped in four corners of the world is Him.

The vineyards and gardens, the roses and canaries, the sky and the lover;

All these are excuses; the only thing that matters is Him...”

“A stone does not green even after spring,

Be the earth and watch roses bloom on you.

You were like a stone and broke hearts,

Be the earth and watch lovely roses bloom on you...”

“Delighted me with the shine in your eyes,

You called for me and then discharged me; which one is right?

It is not easy to deceive me,

Drown me in your river, as well you might...”

“If you wish to find the friend,

Forget the looks; look for the self in it.

Layer after layer hides its existence,

It is the slave in you; the world the slave in it...”

“The arena is wide, but there is no hero,

It is such a time; things are not what you expect.

By the looks of it everyone is an angel,

As a Muslim there is no fire in the soul, no radiance, no respect...”

“We are only toys, He has the power,

The wealth belongs to Him; we certainly are the poor.

Why do we look for superiority in ourselves?

We are all on the same journey; ending up at the same door...”

“I would have liked to be the golden rays of the sun,

Disperse on the oceans and deserts.

I would have liked to be the wind,

Blow at night and join the sigh of those who never sinned...”

“Hey son! Do not be tied, be free,

For how long will you be the slave of gold and silver?

Even if you try to fill the bucket with the whole of the sea,

You can not get in it any more than one day’s need, ever...”

“The person who looks awake, is in reality in deep sleep,

The fact that he is awake is worse than if he were sleeping.

If your existence is not aware of God,

You are awake, but an imprisoned being...”

“Hey brother! You are all thought, from top to bottom,

The rest is all meat and bone.

If your thinking is like a rose, you are a rose garden,

If it is like a thorn, you are a garden of thorns...”

“I mentioned love in short without going into detail,

Otherwise my tongue and my mind would burn to ash...”

“Being loved is everything,

The loved one is alive, but the lover is dead.

The person who has no feelings of love,

Is like a bird without wings instead...”

“There are thousands of traps in life,

And us, we are eager like poor birds.

There may be traps every step of the way,

If You are with us we do not worry, no way...”

“Come, come, come!

Whatever you are, come again!

Whether you are an infidel, an idolater or a magian, come!

Our convent,

Is not a convent of hopelessness.

Even if you changed your repentance a thousand times,

Come again...”

Mevlana Celaleddin’i Rumi.

30-9-1207. Belh-Horasan-Afghanistan.

17-12-1273. Konya-Turkey.

Sources: Mesnevi & Divan’i Kebir.

After all that is said and written, a group of Veysel Baba’s close friends asked him one day:

“Veysel Baba of love and affection, tell us what it is that makes you say and write all these things, what is the secret? We shall be pleased if you can enlighten us on this subject.” Man of love Veysel Baba answered his friends like this:

“Dear friends! The real reason that makes me write and say all these things is love and its magic power...”

It is love that is so painful for me.

It is love that makes me suffer ordeals.

It is love that makes me suffer grief...

It is love that makes me suffer torment...

It is love that makes me shed tears...

It is love that ruins the palace of my heart...

It is love that destroys the palace of my heart...

It is love that demolishes the palace of my heart...

It is love that makes the palace of my heart unliveable...

And it is love that makes me an aimless layabout...

It is love that makes me desolate...

It is love that makes me a sufferer...

It is love that makes me a vagabond...

It is love that makes me confused...

It is love that puts me in a mess...

It is love that breaks me to pieces...

It is love that makes me helpless...

It is love that makes me sinful...

It is love that condemns me to darkness...

It is love that condemns me to prisons...

It is love that condemns me to chains...

It is love that condemns me to grief...

It is love that condemns me to drinking...

It is love that condemns me to slavery...

It is love that condemns me to imprisonment...

It is love that condemns me to a broken heart...

It is love that breaks me to thousand pieces...

It is love that makes me ill with no cure...

It is love that makes me do unnecessary things...

It is love that directs me towards paths there is no return from...

It is love that makes me go to distant lands...

It is love that leaves me helpless in darkness...

It is love that leaves me helpless in prisons...

It is love that leaves me helpless in dry wells...

It is love that makes me Yusuf in dry wells...

It is love that makes me Mecnun in deserts...

It is love that leaves me to die...

It is love that sends me to the gallows...

It is love that condemns me to the Four Doors...

It is love that condemns me to the Four Holy Books...

It is love that condemns me to the Mighty Creator...

It is love that turns me into a rebellious person...

It is love that turns me into a person with a disobedient nature...

It is love that turns me into a distributor of justice...

It is love that turns me into a fighter for equality...

It is love that turns me into a fighter for freedom...

It is love that turns me into a fighter for good...

It is love that turns me into a fighter for fairness...

It is love that turns me into a chatting person...

It is love that turns me into a friendly person...

It is love that turns me into a loving person...

It is love that turns me into a man of love...

It is love that turns me into a man of daydreams...

It is love that turns me into a man of stories...

It is love that turns me into a man of mysteries...

It is love that turns me into a man of secrets...

It is love that turns me into a man of dreams...

It is love that makes me like autumn winds...

It is love that makes me like the wind of separation...

It is love that makes me like April showers...

It is love that turns me into a flood of feelings...

It is love that turns me into a bundle of love...

It is love that turns me into a poem...

It is love that turns me into a song...

It is love that turns me into a musical composition...

It is love that turns me into a novel...

It is love that turns me into a story...

It is love that turns me into a tale...

It is love that turns me into a picture...

It is love that turns me into a broken glass...

It is love that turns me into a broken mirror...

It is love that turns me into a broken heart...

It is love that turns me into a mature wine...

It is love that turns me into a loaded rain cloud...

It is love that turns me into a tear-laden torrent...

It is love that turns me into a benevolent person...

It is love that turns me into a charitable person...

It is love that turns me into a peace-loving person...

It is love that turns me into a man opposing wars...

It is love that turns me into a man who loves humanity...

It is love that turns me into a man who loves nature...

It is love that turns me into a man who loves animals...

It is love that turns me into a man who loves flowers...

It is love that leads me into deep thinking...

It is love that drags me into helplessness...

It is love that drags me into the unknowns...

It is love that drags me into darkness...

It is love that drags me into loneliness...

It is love that drags me away from life...

It is love that leaves me alone on one side...

It is love that leaves me forgotten in one corner...

It is love that makes me unhappy with life...

It is love that throws me into fires...

It is love that burns me to ashes...

It is love that turns me to ashes and scatters me about...

It is the same love and its mysterious and secretive manners that turn me into “Man of Love Veysel Baba”...

They say that love can not be explained with words. Love is the joining of hearts and a flood of feelings that has to be lived to be learnt...

After all those explanations, after hundreds of headings, after hundreds of warnings, after all that guidance on love and on its funny, mysterious and secretive ways; I say as “Man of Love Veysel Baba”:

I consider it my duty to offer my love and respect to everybody who has fought and has engaged in a meaningful struggle for a more beautiful world, for a more comfortable world, for a more hopeful world, for a more peaceful world, for a world full of brotherhood and love...

My wishes are for a more beautiful love, for love like a fairy tale and for dream-like love...

I wish all loves and all beautiful things are with you; your heart is always open to love; the rain-laden clouds are always above your head.

I hope to meet you again in more beautiful tomorrows full of hope and love. Love and Regards...

= Man of Love Veysel Baba

= Hoxton-Hackney-London. 12.12.12