5.10.2012. “Sometimes I wonder what ‘love’ is. A concept, a feeling, whatever. I think i have felt it once or twice. It is a very particular word to say. It is a very powerful word which I have only used in one context. That of family. My mother especially. I love her to death. To me, she is good. She is pure. She is great and full of love. If the heart represents love, I love here wholeheartedly. If the brain represents love, I love her through all the never-ending emotions that run through me.”-H.B
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