A lifetime of lonely regret or happiness with some pain along the way.
Fountains are more romantic when you don't hate the person you're with.
Brain damage and stupidity are very different things, but can have similar effects on the wearer.
I think you have a lot to offer. . . not necessarily as a person, but as an organ donor.
If only St. Valentine was around to see his memory celebrated through the mindless marketing of whipping cream and lingerie.
I don't know about you, but I like to fall in love on Mondays. This way if things go south right away you still have the weekend.
Life is what you make of it, unless you have tourette's, in which case much becomes involuntary.
I think that's a luxury - to have a nomadic life and to be a kind of bohemian. You feel totally free and you can adapt yourself very easily. But at the same time you can totally lose balance, because you don't know where you belong anymore.
The only time you ever have in which to learn anything or see anything or feel anything, or express any feeling or emotion, or respond to an event, or grow, or heal, is this moment, because this is the only moment any of us ever gets. You're only here now; you're only alive in this moment.
The creative adult is the child who has survived.
I aspire to be that, to be a voice of reason one day.