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Feelings

I lost everything when I lost you Now my heart is breaking in two I found memories, what am I to do Those memories keep on making me blue The moon and the stars they don't seem the same Love has lost its glory, to me it's just a game No, I lost everything, my dreams are all through My life is only make believe without you.

IF I SAY TRUE ABOUT LOVE

Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so much an active emotion as a state of being. It's not 'I love you' for this or that reason, not 'I love you if you love me.' It's love for no reason, love without an object, if i say true  I am what I am. I love me! And I don't mean that egotistically I love that God has allowed me to take whatever it was that I had and to make something out of it.
This Magic And if it's a boy,' Phylida said cheerfuly, we'l cal him Prospero.' I laughed. Poor child! But why Prospero? Oh, of course, because of Prospero in The Tempest. Corfu was Shakespeare's magic island in The Tempest, We've already got one character from the play here − Miranda. And her brother's called Spiro, which sounds a bit like Prospero, doesn't it? Miranda and Spiro are twins.  We were having breakfast outside in the sun, on the terrace of my sister's house on the beautiful island of Corfu, which lies off the west coast of Greece.My sister Phyllida is three years older than I am, and when she was twenty she married a Roman banker, Leonardo Forli. The Forli family had owned land on Corfu for many years and Leo's great−grandfather had built an enormous house, the Castello dei Fiori, in the woods above the bay.  Leo's father had built two smaller, more modern houses on the cliffs on the north and south sides of...