“ Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act. ”
You can love somebody without it being like that. You keep them a stranger, a stranger who's a friend.
~ Truman Capote
He loved her, he loved her, and until he'd loved her she had never minded being alone....
Well, I'm about as tall as a shotgun, and just as noisy.
I'd rather have cancer than a dishonest heart. Which isn't being pious. Just practical. Cancer may cool you, but the other's sure to.
