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A man is only as good as what he loves.
A man is only as good as what he loves.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, read more
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
For you see, each day I love you more Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.
For you see, each day I love you more Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.
How many time do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver read more
How many time do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of evening rain
Unravelled from the trembling main
And threading the eye of a yellow star:--
So many time do I love again.
Love: the delusion that one woman differs from another.
Love: the delusion that one woman differs from another.
Love is for fools wise enough to take a chance.
Love is for fools wise enough to take a chance.
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the read more
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I read more
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
After another moment's silence, she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that read more
After another moment's silence, she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that one day I might disgust her for the very same reason.