Life's just a perpetual piecing together of broken bits.
It frightened him to think what must have gone to the making of her eyes.
It is so easy for a woman to become what the man she loves believes her to be
It was easy enough to despise the world, but decidedly difficult to find any other habitable region.
Everything may be labelled- but everybody is not.
Staunch & faithful little lovers that they are, they give back a hundred fold every sign of love one ever gives them — & it mitigates the pang of losing them to know how very happy a little affection has made them .