love, say it in time

Leone 2022-04-23 07:01:44

If you love, you should say it loudly and timely, because love does not require thinking or weighing. If this love needs you to hesitate, it can only be because the love is not deep enough. A lot of love is lost in hesitation. However, on the other hand, if you can miss it, can it be considered true love?

Love, be bold, be brave, be firm.

The heroine, like a madman, was going to "rob" the groom, and even went against her own heart and did something that she later regretted saying that she was the mold, but she still failed in the end.

In the movie, there is such a sentence, "life is like this", life is like this.

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Extended Reading
  • Americo 2022-03-26 09:01:04

    For the course, not the consequence/ We used to wander all day long in our hometown and among the green hills, and we used to roam all day long on the oars in the microwave. We used to love each other in the past, but now we are separated from each other, let us hold hands and let us raise a glass / For auld lang syne my dear,for auld lang syne.

  • Stanford 2022-03-22 09:01:36

    If you don't love it, don't be friends.

My Best Friend's Wedding quotes

  • George Downes: It's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy.

  • George Downes: The misery, the exquisite tragedy. The Susan Hayward of it all. I can just picture you there, sitting alone at your table in your lavender gown.

    Julianne Potter: Did I tell you my gown was lavender?

    George Downes: Hair swept up. Haven't touched your cake. Probably drumming your fingernails on the white linen tablecloth, the way you do when you're really feeling down. Perhaps looking at those nails thinking: 'God, I should have stopped in all my evil plotting to have that manicure, but it's too late now.

    Julianne Potter: George, I didn't tell you my dress was lavender.

    George Downes: Suddenly, a familiar song. And, you're off your chair in one, exquisite movement... wondering, searching, sniffing the wind like a dapple deer. Has God heard your little prayer? Will Cinderella dance again? And then, suddenly, the crowds part and there he is: sleek, stylish... radiant with charisma. Bizarrely, he's on the telephone. But then, so are you. And then he comes towards you... the moves of a jungle cat. Although you quite correctly sense that he is... gay... like most devastatingly handsome single men of his age are, you think... what the hell. Life goes on. Maybe there won't be marriage... maybe there won't be sex... but, by God, there'll be dancing.