"Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.

Her dark hair was scattered and its beauty stung his eyes like smoke and ate into his heart.
~ Boris Pasternak ~












Her dark hair was scattered and its beauty stung his eyes like smoke and ate into his heart.

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