Monday, August 8, 2011

LOVE

True love should be lived like an imperfect circle that has bumps but never ends.
The best feelings are those that have no words to describe them.
Love is a little haven of refuge from the world


"The mind I love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody's fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind."



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