B MOKSHAGNA REDDY

A broken heart is just the growing pains necessary so that you can love more completely when the real thing comes along.

For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.

When I turn around, he cups my face in his hands and he kisses me so deeply that I don't know who is breathing for who, but his mouth and tongue taste like warm honey. I don't know how long it lasts, but when I let go of him, I miss it already.

Love is on every side, and no one's side. Don't ask what Love can do for you.

We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand, and it is no good moving from place to place to save things; because the shadow always follows. Choose a place where you won't do harm - yes, choose a place where you won't do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine.