Like all religions, love has more believers than practitioners.
I judge people's charm by the ease with which I express myself in their presence.
Tea - that perfume that one drinks, that connecting hyphen.
All expression, all art, is an indiscretion we commit against ourselves. This is not an 'impoverishment' but an increase in wealth, for it is in this way that we make the short hours of our lives live on beyond themselves.
Might I be the one I am looking for?
I'm fond of human beings, but only one at a time.