How true...
For people madly in love, life is an endless series of nows, carefully propped up by a censored past and a nebulous future.
- Mark of the Angel by Nancy Huston -
In a Wonderland they lie. Dreaming as the days go by. Dreaming as the summers die. Ever drifting down the stream; Lingering in the Golden Gleam; Life what is it but a dream?