How do you spell: love?" - Piglet "You don't spell it...you feel it." - Pooh

Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.

Everyone has some dreams...

Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art.... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.

I think... if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.