For the Beauty of the Earth

I swear I only want to hear about you, to know what you’ve been doing. It’s a hundred years since we’ve met―it may be another hundred before we meet again.

If it is right, it happens — The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.

I was afraid of being rejected, yes. I was also afraid of being accepted for the wrong reasons.

I want to be around people that do things. I don’t want to be around people anymore that judge or talk about what people do. I want to be around people that dream and support and do things.

I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me.

The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right place but to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.

We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.