I desperately want to talk to her now. I want to ask her who it was who so deftly crafted and shaped the legend that was our love.
I love you always. Time is nothing.
I love you and I will until the end of time.And just as she said the words, two bright stars drifted past them overhead and disappeared into the night sky together…
I realized it was like looking into the sun—you shouldn't do it, because you'd turn your face away and be blind to everything else.
I realized my sorrow, the regret of a restless, doomed spirit, rang in my voice. For the first time I wondered if my fate was to helplessly watch violence until I became as mad as the men who committe...
I was perfectly happy in my boring life before you came along.
I will not tell you our love story, because-like all real love stories-it will die with us,as it should.
I'd like to have a good long talk with you once you've calmed down. Please call me soon. Happy Birthday.
It feels like forever, like he's lived through the same things as me, like our lives ran parallel for years until last week, when they finally intersected and fused.
It was juvenile, he knew, this need to assign blame, but everyone had a right to childish emotions from time to time, didn't they?
It was strange, this toxic little vein, strange to stand above it, looking down at night, in a dangerous neighborhood, as if they were in love and entitled to such adventures.
I’ve been thinking about that proof I spoke of last time – that you’re where you’re supposed to be. And it occurred to me, can you prove you’d be better off somewhere else? If you’d have left the stat...
Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
One can be too ingenious in trying to search out the truth. Sometimes one must simply respect its veiled face. Of course this is a love story.
She was seriously in love, but she never made demands.
So you know you're a ghost? I looked at my hands; they were transparent and glowed faintly. Can you think of another explanation?
So you know you're a ghost?I looked at my hands; they were transparent and glowed faintly. Can you think of another explanation?
They teach you, as children, that you might go to heaven. They never teach you that heaven might come to you.
You should do that more often, he said. Laugh, I mean.I know. But that sounded sad, and she didn’t want to be sad, so she added, I don’t often get to torture grown men, though.Really? he murmured. I w...
وجودك في حياتي يمثل لي كل أمل وحلم تمنيت تحقيقه ، ومهما يحدث لنا في المستقبل ، فسيكون كل يوم يمر علينا معًا هو أعظم يوم في حياتنا ، وسيكون قلبي دائمًا ملكًا لك
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