“Music is the highest art, no question. But literature is a friendlier one. It depends on us more, bores us more quickly, can't go on if we don't, can't stop saying what it means, can't stop giving us something to forgive.”

James Richardson

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“We can't stop the world,but there's so much more that we could doYou can't stop this girlfrom falling more in love with youYou said nobody has to know Give us time to grow, and take it slowbut I'd stop the world if it finally let us be aloneLet us be alone oooo ohhh oh”


“What is more yours than what always holds you back?”


“We stare into each other's eyes and softly kiss speaking and saying more with the movement of our lips and the tips of our fingers than words will allow us to say. Words can't say this. The one word love means too little for what it is. It means everything and that is still not enough. It doesn't communicate even a fraction of the feelings involved. Love. The word is not enough for what it is. Love. Love.”