The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is,
The more unbearable does life seem without it.
It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied,
We are partly dead.


Love is like water,
We can fall in it.
We can drown in it.
And we can't live without it.


There are no little events with the heart.
It magnifies everything;
It places in the same scales the fall of an empire,
Of fourteen years and the dropping of a woman's glove,
And almost always the glove weighs more than the empire.




10 more days! xD