August 2010
A kiss is a lovely trick, designed by nature, to stop words when speech becomes...
– Ingrid Bergmen
(500) Days of Summer
Summer: I woke up one morning and I just knew.
Tom: Knew what?
Summer: What I was never sure of with you.
Love is a temporary madness; it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And...
– Louis de Bernieres