If two people who love each other let a single instant wedge itself between them, it grows – it becomes a month, a year, a century; it becomes too late.
Jean Giraudoux
Written by lckidwell• December 14, 2004• 6:00 am• Miscellania
If two people who love each other let a single instant wedge itself between them, it grows – it becomes a month, a year, a century; it becomes too late.
Jean Giraudoux