it was her company he desired. He wanted to put his arms around her and
to sit in silence, staring into the fire, drinking wine, smoking the occasional cigarette; that
would be enough. Life was made up of simple things; he was weary of all the years
he had spent searching for something, though quite what he didn't know.
to sit in silence, staring into the fire, drinking wine, smoking the occasional cigarette; that
would be enough. Life was made up of simple things; he was weary of all the years
he had spent searching for something, though quite what he didn't know.
( Paulo Coelho )
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