A man is made in the rough-and-tumble of the world a lady emerges from the flossy back rooms of her own imagination.
She had had no idea what it would do to her seeing him in a suit.
The first stab of love is like a sunset, a blaze of color - oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples.
Heart-stopping envy is the sincerest form of flattery.
The headiest loves were the loves that couldn't be.
Living too much in one's head can be dangerous.