Pas A Pas, Se Va Luenh. Step

Too Often I Am Jealous And My Jealousy Leads Me To Say Things-things-that I Regret.

I Read A Lot Of Thrillers, Especially American Crime Novels.

Love - True Love - Is A Precious Thing. It Is Painful, Uncomfortable, Makes Fools Of Us All, But It Is What Breathes Meaning And Color And Purpose Into Our Lives.

One Cannot Always Marry The Person One Loves.

The Dead Leave Their Shadows, An Echo Of The Space Within Which Once They Lived. They Haunt Us, Never Fading Or Growing Older As We Do. The Loss We Grieve Is Not Just Their Futures But Our Own.