Love.. 

is the language that everyone on earth was capable of understanding in their heart.. it was the pure language of the world.. it required no explanation, just as the universe needs none as it travels thru the endless time.. When you know that language, its easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you.. and when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant.. 
There is only that moment, and the incredible certainly that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only..
It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world..
without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning.


      - From Paulo Coelho's, The Alchemist