Monday, October 03, 2005

Food For Thought

"Love? Oh, I imagine that's taken for granted although rarely expressed. Perhaps it's the comfort of being familiar, although, again, hardly with grand passion. One does not have to finish a sentence to be understood, and a look in the eyes will bring on laughter without a word being said. It comes with the years, i suppose."

"I want the years that you had, old man. I want them very vey much."

Don't we all.

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