... "They were days of typewriter sheets decorated with the sun or a lawn, or flower with five petals which Aidi signed his messages. All things drawn with colored pencils. She came thick sheets of computer writing, words a little gay and a little sad in New York 10 points and Alex imagined sitting at a table in a room that had never seen, as he read: "If you want a friend , tame. " "What should I do?" Asked the little prince. "We must be very patient," replied the fox. "At first you sit a little away from me, so, in the grass. I'll watch with one eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But day after day, you can come to sit a little closer ...". The next day the little prince came back. "It would be better to return to the same time," said the fox. "If, for example, arrive at four in the afternoon, I shall begin to be happy since the three. More and more time will be happy. When the four are now, I'll shake and I worry: will find out the price of happiness." ...
(Once an appointment had been presenting before you, and as soon as he saw her coming toward him, helmet in hand and colored scarf, as soon as he had recognized from afar, among the people, the meeting was over, singing without opening his mouth had embraced laughing, kissed her cheeks cold.) "
..." That devil of a man who was more excited to be lying in the grass next to Adelaide giving her hand, than it had ever been in sporadic moments Erotic particularly of his life. It was all so new, clean, fresh, thought our hell. "
..." In those spring evenings, sitting at the kitchen table with books scattered 'around, soft music and the lighted candle, Alex began to understand what it was happiness, and perhaps had seen running quickly and quietly as a shadow, just outside the window, even darting that other demi-god. It seemed to be he, in fact. And indeed, looking back to months later, with Aidi now overseas, he would finally convinced: Uh, it was him. It was just him ...
(In light of that candle portentous, had heard for the first time the immense strength we have inside.)
Watching silent lips, hair, hands in the light of that candle Aidi , was majestic emotion as lying on the tracks and stop a locomotive with leg strength or swimming in apnea, for hours, in a sea - forgive him - fresh tea to fishing. "
From" Jack Frusciante E 'leaving the Group. "
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