Theodore Angelos

Joy fills my eyes, remembering your hair, with tears. And these tears roll and shine. Into my thoughts are woven a dark night with raindrops and the rolling and shining of love songs. (From the Hindustani of Mir Taqui, 18th century) ✿❀ڿڰۣ I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. (Alfred Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam, 27, 1850) ✿❀ڿڰۣ Though a swift stream is divided by a boulder in its headlong flow, though divided, on it rushes, and at last unites again. (Sutoku, 1119-1164) ✿❀ڿڰۣ Любовь никогда не перестает. O amor jamais acaba. L'amour ne périt jamais. Láska nikdy nezanikne. Love never fails. El amor jamás se extingue. A szeretet soh...