Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги

He loved with single heart and refused to cheapen himself or his love.

Perhaps we should love ourselves so fiercely, that when others see us they know exactly how it should be done.

You can’t measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number of words they exchange.

While I can’t have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I’d take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I’d wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning. If you call me and say ‘Will you…’ my answer is ‘Yes’, before your sentence is out. I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close.

Happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state of mind.

To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no оne was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels оn the paving stones, why no оne else’s heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single оne of her gestures, not оne of the indications of her character, but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.