Love is a tricky thing.
It makes your heart melt
And break in the same moment.
I guess thinking this is okay...
posted by Danielle @ 9:43 p.m.
Beautiful disaster...
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out.. even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Beautiful disaster...
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out.. even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
About Me
- Name: Danielle
- Location: Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will find them gradually, without noticing it, and live along some distant day into the answer. ~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
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