Most of us sail across love because we think it is a calm lake, in fact it is deeper than oceans, that's why most of us don't continue the journey and back to the safe shore; but after breaking the beautiful ship.

By Emad A. Ghani

The smile you draw on others' faces when you are happy could be the painting that makes you smile when you are sad.

By Emad A. Ghani

Happy moments are like summer's clouds, they protect our hearts from burning sadness, but they leave quickly.

By Emad A. Ghani

When you think that you love somebody, ask yourself "Why do I love him" if you find an answer, then be sure you don't love him.

By Emad A. Ghani

Joy and pain are the main characters of our life story, without one of them we can't make it worth reading.

By Emad A. Ghani

Maybe the clouds of sadness can hide the sun of your love for days or months; but at last they will be taken away by winds and the sun will lighten your life again.

By Emad A. Ghani

Imagination is another life we live when we can't live our dreams in real life.

By Emad A. Ghani

Ambition is a bridge takes you from one side to another; but be careful of your arrogance, it may cut this bridge and let you fall into the abyss if you let it be your guide.

By Emad A. Ghani

Lies are covered with a thin layer of frozen feelings; but the beam of the truth will melt this layer sooner or later.

By Emad A. Ghani

Days are like an ocean of surprises, they always hide something for you.

By Emad A. Ghani

You threw my heart to the winds of the past, you can get it again if you can go back in time.

By Emad A. Ghani

To be a moon of summer's night in someone's mind, make his heart feel the breeze of your feelings.

By Emad A. Ghani

Your love was a mirage in the desert of my life, it gave me some hope; but it made me not believe my heart again.

By Emad A. Ghani

Don't worry, there is always someone who waits the appropriate time to give you back what you gave others sooner or later, it is just a matter of time.

By Emad A. Ghani

In our life we have seasons like nature, so it's normal to live our autumn and let dead feelings taken by the wind of promising winter.

By Emad A. Ghani