He buried his hands in the rich velvet of her hair. “I thought I’d die for wanting you.

Love does nothing but make you weak! It turns you into an object of pity and derision-a mewling pathetic creature no more fit to live than a worm squirming on the pavement after a hard summer rain.

To me you are stardust sprinkled across a night sky, forever in my dreams, but out of my reach.

Women are delicate creatures. Fragile. Gentle. Made by God to be sheltered from the harshness of this world.. Morgan MacDonnell

A true friend never asks you to feed their imaginary fish. Or fertilize their imaginary crops.

Before you came into my life, I believed that God had abandoned me. Now I know that He has blessed me beyond measure. -sir Bannor-

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