Art is long, life short, judgment difficult, opportunity transient. >>
No two men see the world exactly alike, and different temperaments wil >>
Those who hope for no other life are dead even for this. >>
Love is a great beautifier. >>
Love comes when manipulation stops; when you think more about the othe >>
Don't smother each other. No one can grow in the shade. >>
That is the true season of love; when we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved as much before, and that no one will ever love in the same way again.