When My Father Hates Me
I Never Think To Die
When My Frnds Hate Me Inever Think To Die
But...
When My Lover Said That Now She Hate Me
I Thought To Die.Why
How Does A Stranger Becomes That Much Close To My Heart
"To be in love is merely to be In a state of perpetual anesthesia: To mistake an ordinary young man for a Greek god Or an ordinary young woman for a goddess."
He who is in love
is wise and is becoming wiser,
sees newly every time he
looks at the object beloved,
drawing from it with his eyes
and his mind those virtues
which it possesses.
Never underestimate the amazing power of love to change hearts and mindsets. Love can even give fresh inspiration to tackle what seems to be impossible.
