Love is a funny thing. Just when you think your heart is full and you can’t possibly love any more than you do, you find that you can, and you do.
“If only there could be an invention…that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it never faded, and never got stale. And then, when one wanted it, the bottle could be uncorked, and it would be like living the moment all over again.”
The words of young Mrs. De Winter
from Rebecca
by Daphne du Maurier
from Rebecca
by Daphne du Maurier
Oh, how many bottles I would have.
