So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price... - E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
"So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love."
"So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love."
"Make your lives a masterpiece, you only get one canvas."
"Love is supposed to be based on trust, and trust on love, it's something rare and beautiful when people can confide in each other without fearing what the other person will think."
"An acquaintance merely enjoys your company, a fair-weather companion flatters when all is well, a true friend has your best interests at heart and the pluck to tell you what you need to hear."
"Sometimes, the simple things are more fun and meaningful than all the banquets in the world ..."
"While she could hardly fathom what had just happened to her that night, she reached some conclusions before she fell asleep, certain things now made perfect sense; Moon River didn’t sound so syrupy, mistletoe wasn’t such a bad idea, and perhaps dating was not such a frivolous waste of time after all."