Life he decided, was for living, not for having.
He always had the sense that they were on borrowed time.
He’d always believed that anything was possible when it came to love, that any obstacle could be overcome. Wasn’t that a truth that nearly everyone took for granted?
By then, after all, she understood the nature of romance, and knew it had little to do with trying to create a fantasy. Real romance was spontaneous, unpredictable, and could be as simple as listening to a man read a love letter found in a lonely mailbox on a stormy September afternoon.
The disappointments she’d experienced hadn’t hardened into either anger or bitterness, but rather acceptance that life seldom turns out the way that one imagines it will.
After all, you don’t know how strong something is until you actually test it.” She winked. “I read that in a fortune cookie once.” “Fortune cookie?
Why did fate always seem to conspire against us?” she asked, turning to look at him over her shoulder. “Do you think there’s a greater plan at work, one we can’t even fathom?
Comprendo que el amor y la desdicha van de la mano, ya que lo uno no puede existir sin lo otro; no obstante, muchas veces me pregunto si ese intercambio es justo.
My dad, unlike most of humanity, had no secrets at all. He had no hidden vices, no diaries, no embarrassing interests, no box of private things he kept all to himself. I found nothing that further enlightened me about his inner life, nothing that might help me understand him after he was gone. My dad, I knew then, was just as he’d always seemed to be, and I suddenly realised how much I admired him for that.
AS your father used to say, we shared the longest ride together, this thing called life, and mine has been filled with joy because of you.
Ma qualunque cosa ci avesse riservato il destino, mi immaginavo sdraiato a letto al suo fianco alla fine della giornata, mentre parlavamo e ridevamo stretti tra le braccia l’uno dell’altra.
A dull ax is more dangerous than a sharp one.
He waved a greeting. Though I waved back, I knew it was a farewell of sorts. While I considered them friends, I doubted we would speak again. It was their time, at last.
The sun has come up and I am sitting by a window that is foggy with the breath of a life gone by.
I wonder if she knows I think she’s beautiful.
Beauty and earthy common sense were a rare combination, yet he doubted she was even aware she possessed it. By.
Another shuts down or holds grudges for weeks.
Love could be set in motion quickly, but true love needed time to grow into something strong and enduring. Love was, above all, about commitment and dedication and a belief that spending years with a certain person would create something greater than the sum of what the two could accomplish separately. Only time, however, could show whether you’d been accurate in your judgement.
The longer it goes on, the harder its going to be.
From the outside, my life seemed charmed, and I would say as much to anyone who asked. And yet deep down, part of me would also have known that I was lying.