There is nothing new, except what has been forgotten.
Everything about her seems to be saying; Listen, if you don't look attentively, if you don't go beyond my simplicity to detect the simmering volcano in me, you are not it.
I always like to know everything about my new friends, and nothing about my old ones.
Love is for everyone. The good, the bad, the disabled, the mad. Show more love to someone who doesn't understand what it is and free them from the pain and isolation that surrounds them.
A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new.