“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.” (Henry James)
Summer afternoon are the two most beautiful words, he says
and I certainly know what he means.
But I wake up today and realize, Saturday morning is also a strong contender
which gets me thinking.
all have their charm. Or how about
true love or even
Depending on the circumstances, I'm sorry might be the most beautiful thing you've ever heard.
You're right is nice, but we probably shouldn't fixate on it.
Me too. Yeah, that one can work wonders.
I considered war's over, but it's not just that the apostrophe
makes me feel like I'm cheating
War leaves too much damage even as it ends.
Firelight camaraderie is a fancy one that sounds as beautiful as it means.
okay, now I'm just going by sound, in which case I would add baseball player Yuniesky Betancourt
whom I know nothing about, but whose name I occasionally chant to myself.
But let's get back to basics.