Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги
Y/R/
I know that each оne of us travels to love alone,
alone to faith and to death.
I know it. I’ve tried it. It doesn’t help.
Let me come with you.
F/P/
We worship perfection because we can’t have it; if we had it, we would reject it. Perfection is inhuman, because humanity is imperfect.
K/H/
I always thought it was what I wanted: to be loved and admired. Now I think perhaps I’d like to be known.
R/V/D/
You know you’re in love with someone when the idea of them being in love with someone else doesn’t just wreck you, it invades every part of your being.
A/E/H/
Oh, when I was in love with you,
Then I was clean and brave,
And miles around the wonder grew
How well did I behave.
And now the fancy passes by,
And nothing will remain,
And miles around they’ll say that I
Am quite myself again.