Wave after wave of love flooded the stage and washed over me, the beginning of the one great durable romance of my life.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I was happiest between the waves.
I have been overcome by the beauty and richness of our life together, those early mornings setting out, those evenings gleaming with rivers and lakes below us, still holding the last light.
I rocked the cradle of love.
After the loss of my sister - my darkest time - I tried to think of the beauty she'd brought to this world and the lives she had touched and the love she had left behind.
The inspiration came suddenly again to surrender to the Mother. It was quite unexpected: And so somehow I made a surrender to the Mother. Then I had an experience of overwhelming love. Waves of love sort of flowed into me.
In course of time my first novel appeared. It was a love story.
I love being on the sea and the rolling of the ship, and for me, it's not really happening until we get a little wave action going, I love that feeling.
All my boyhood, all I ever wanted was to be loved.
For me and my wife, it was love at first sight.
The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.