The Rondebosch blog and Chas Everitt wish our Rondebosch residents a happy Valentines Day.
I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well.
Women are made to be loved, not understood.
The most important things in the world to do are to get something to eat, something to drink, and somebody to love you.
They lived and laughed and loved and left.
You dont love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world, a mother’s love is not.
Love will heal what language fails to know.
It often occurs to me that we love most what makes us miserable. In my opinion the damned are damned because they enjoy being damned.
How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she was a perfectly normal human being.
Seamus Heaney – meaning ‘dont be afraid’. These were the last words the poet sent to his wife, just before he passed away.
Gravitation can’t be held responsible for people falling in love.
Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That’s relativity.
I haven’t spoken to my wife in years. I didn’t want to interrupt her.