May 18, 2005 01:10
Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and blows up the bonfire. "
" There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations. "
Sex is like snow... You never know how many inches you're going to get or how long it will last.
Age does not protect you from love but love to some extent protects you from age.
Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.
The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.