loving, measured, giving, love
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope
We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.
There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.
LOVE, THERE IS NO DISGUISE WHICH CAN HIDE LOVE