How much can we ever know about the love and pain in another heart? How much can we hope to understand those who have suffered deeper anguish, greater deprivation, and more crushing disappointments than we ourselves have known?
Orhan Pamuk, Snow
Love isn't just a feeling; it's an art. And like any art, it takes not only inspiration but a lot of work.
I love you just as I love my favourite songs and music.
Suddenly a quote that I never related with appear so true or the only truth of life. Looks like quotes we love changes with time, mood and circumstances.
Your stupidity trumps my intelligence.
I obey my lusts as a servant obeys his master.
Have your own a la carte of books to read not a buffet of what is mindlessly offered.