The Emotion Of Love Gives All Of

The Brain Appears To Possess A Special Area Which We Might Call Poetic Memory And Which Records Everything That Charms Or Touches Us, That Makes Our Lives Beautiful ... Love Begins At The Point When A Woman Enters Her First Word Into Our Poetic Memory.

Fortunately Women Have The Miraculous Ability To Change The Meaning Of Their Actions After The Event.

We Live Everything As It Comes, Without Warning, Like An Actor Going On Cold.

How Did The Senator Know That Children Meant Happiness? Could He See Into Their Souls? What If The Moment They Were Out Of Sight, Three Of Them Jumped The Fourth And Began Beating Him Up?

A Person Who Longs To Leave The Place Where He Lives Is An Unhappy Person.