not knowing where to go or who to find, he ended up writing this journal.
he has the life of an ordinary person, yet the way of thinking of a melancholia.
he just doesn't know how to find that four-letter thing.
P. S. the navigator buttons are the colored bookmarks.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
When love is not madness, it is not love.
Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.
Do I love you because you're beautiful,
Or are you beautiful because I love you?
For you see, each day I love you more
Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
Who, being loved, is poor?
Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship - never.
The art of love ... is largely the art of persistence.
I've learned ... that no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.Labels: quote
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