Sadness at being caught, at the incontrovertibe knowledge that she will never forgive you.

“I certainly couldn't have survived my childhood without books. All that depriva…”

“The half life of love is forever.”

“Depois olhas para ela e sorris um sorriso que o teu rosto hipócrita irá recorda…”

“Maybe we were together some other time.I can’t think when, I said.You tried not…”