Love is only a word, until we decide to let it posses us with all its force. Love is only a word, until someone arrives to give it meaning.

The tearoom lady called me love. All the shop ladies called me love and most of the men called me mate. I hadn't been here twelve hours and already they loved me.

What ever you do as a young man my child never develop the habit of  lieing.

every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter. the sitter is merely the accident, the occasion.

Written By Oscar Wilde

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