“I once had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalogue: ‘No good in a bed, but fine up against a wall’.”
Say anything, save everything, if we say nothing this love will die…. We’ll say anything, feel everything, I want to be with you so this love can fly. We’ll hang on to every word and we’ll scream, we’ll whisper. Say anything.
...People are all puzzles to be figured out.
.... she didn’t realize—now that’s a lot of love.
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