"Romance is the glamour which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze." -Henry
" I ❤ you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I ❤ you simply, without problems or pride: I ❤ you in this way because I do not know any other way of ❤ing but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
