Friday, March 13, 2009

Beauty lies in the perspective of the beholder

He looked into the mirror and asked her,

Do you think we get uglier by the year ... or grow more beautiful ?
She : It all depends on the perspective.
He : You mean ... the angle of the mirror ?
She : No ... depends on who is looking at you.


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"Florentino is so in love with Fermina that he eats gardenias and drinks cologne so that he can know her taste. He becomes drunk on the cologne, and his mother finds him the next morning, in a puddle of his vomit, in a cove of the bay where drowning victims are known to wash ashore" - Love in the time of Cholera