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Posted 18 May 2011 - 09:23 PM
Posted 18 May 2011 - 09:57 PM
"Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."
Posted 18 May 2011 - 10:30 PM
Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.
Posted 19 May 2011 - 06:57 AM
ESTOY FLOR DE ATORRANTE
UN CONTURSI MALEANTE
Posted 19 May 2011 - 08:35 AM
Posted 19 May 2011 - 06:34 PM
Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
Posted 19 May 2011 - 06:45 PM
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When you open your mind to the impossible, sometimes you find the truth.
Posted 19 May 2011 - 06:46 PM
Posted 19 May 2011 - 08:04 PM
Posted 19 May 2011 - 10:18 PM
Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.
Posted 20 May 2011 - 08:26 AM
Posted 20 May 2011 - 08:30 AM
“… People are rivers, always ready to move from one state of being into another. It is not fair, to treat people as if they are finished beings. Everyone is always becoming and unbecoming.” (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
“Point of view is everything.“ (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
LIVE. LEARN.TRAVEL. LOVE.
Posted 20 May 2011 - 05:18 PM
Posted 20 May 2011 - 05:56 PM
Posted 20 May 2011 - 06:00 PM
Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
Posted 20 May 2011 - 06:01 PM
After all this time?
Always.
Posted 20 May 2011 - 06:08 PM
Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.
Posted 20 May 2011 - 08:30 PM
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