When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out. – Elizabeth Bowen
Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope it is impossible. – Elizabeth Bowen

When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out. – Elizabeth Bowen
Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope it is impossible. – Elizabeth Bowen
Nobody can be kinder than the narcissist while you react to life in his own terms. – Elizabeth Bowen
Nobody speaks the truth when theres something they must have. – Elizabeth Bowen