You know, when you're unhappy you don't have the strength left to take care of others. But it doesn't mean you don't love them.
Love sometimes makes people ruthless in a way that not even hatred can.
Jealousy is a disease, it's like a poison.
Inutile piangere sul latte versato. (No use crying over spilled milk.)
I think part of me doesn't want to remember him, for fear of missing him too much.
Maybe that's what happens with age, I thought. All your life you force yourself to forget people who have hurt you, but as you get older and weaker their memory surfaces again, like a bubble in the water. You have to surrender, because you feel to ti...
I can't say why some memories float and other sink.
You'll understand me when you're older. Then you'll see how men can blind you. And I mean blind you. To the point that you're no longer yourself.
Passion - eventually it cools.
It may be possible to forget our past but our past is not going to forget us.
You chose to live here now. You should try to live in the present.
Are you lovers?" "Excuse me?" "Do you mind my asking you?" "Yes." "It's off the record." "Then why do you need to know?" Daniel Moore smiled. A large, happy smile. "Because I would like to ask you to dinner.
It was nice to borrow a slice of extra time.
Telling the truth can be a dirty job.
