Wise words.....
' Love is temporary madness. It erupts like volcanoes and then
subsides. And when it subsides you have to make
a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so
entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever
part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is
not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal
passion... That is just being in love which any fool can do. Love
itself is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is
both an art and fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we
had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when
all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that
we were one tree and not two.'
Unknown "The Fox" Frisky
- 16 years, 2 months, 29 days ago