(November 14, 2014 at 2:59 am)Alex K Wrote:(November 14, 2014 at 2:55 am)Minimalist Wrote: I've been married 44 years.That alone not, could also be laziness
Does that count?
But srsly, I don't know what true love is supposed to mean.
Makes me wonder of there is fake love? And how do I know the difference? Now here is a radical idea, what if there is no true love, just love and how we respond to the feeling and our partners.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
