My dearly beloved if I am to die today and never see the sweet face of you I want you to know that I am no great man and am lucky to have such a woman as you.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My beautiful wife is dead. She meant everything to me. Her laughter, her tears and her joy will remain with me the rest of my life.
You deserve a great life. I want to see you become unreasonably happy. And you can. And you will.
Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, shall win my love.
You dear women, I say thanks to you. Thank you for being the kind of people you are and doing the things you do.
I need to see my own beauty and to continue to be reminded that I am enough, that I am worthy of love without effort, that I am beautiful, that the texture of my hair and that the shape of my curves, the size of my lips, the color of my skin, and the feelings that I have are all worthy and okay.
The reason of my life is not to be the most beautiful woman in the world.
I love a woman, I love to judge how beautiful she is, how beautiful I can make her.
I wanted to make sure that if somebody special did come along, I was the kind of man that a woman like her would deserve.
I will know how to hold you just by the look in your eye, I will never forget - not even on the day that I die. This is a promise of my passion for you, smile at me and make it true.
Let me tell you something - being thought of as a beautiful woman has spared me nothing in life. No heartache, no trouble. Love has been difficult. Beauty is essentially meaningless and it is always transitory.