What Remains Is Solitude.

Tenderness Is Greater Proof Of Love Than The Most Passionate Of Vows.

Words Can Bruise And Break Hearts, And Minds As Well. There Are No Black And Blue Marks, No Broken Bones To Put In Plaster Casts, And Therefore No Prison Bars For The Offender.

I'm Not An Actress, I'm A Personality.

Lover's Words: “how Beautiful You Are, Now That You Love Me.”

Chanel Was A Workaholic. She Must Have Had A Lot To Forget.