Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
I both love and do not love; and am mad and not mad.
When I look on you a moment, then I can speak no more, but my tongue falls silent, and at once a delicate flame courses beneath my skin, and with my eyes I see nothing, and my ears hum, and a wet sweat bathes me, and a trembling seizes me all over
Speech is the image of actions
Homer and Hesiod have ascribed to the gods all things that are a shame and a disgrace among mortals, stealing and adulteries and deceiving on one another
Oh, what I gotta say to youYou got loveDon’t turn it downTurn it loudLet it buildWe got a long way to goBut you, ya gotta start somewhere
Dave Matthews Band
I'm very pleased with my performance and being up there with Karin and Joane, both of whom I look up to, is great. I hope to be in their seats in future years.
Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.