Today, as I was sharing some Italian chocolates (courtesty of Cathie…you know who you are!) with my father in law Ed, he noticed there was a little wax paper inside each neatly wrapped Buci. Since the lid of the box deemed these candies ‘romantic chocolates’, each of these little papers touted a beautiful quotation about love in four languages-Probably the Romantic languages, Italian, French, Spanish and hmmm….what’s that last one?
I managed to search the trash and rescue 3 of the little wrappers.
A kiss is a secret to behold to the mouth instead of the ear.
Love is blind to faults, friendship loves them.
We’ve spoken a lot about love. Now let’s try to listen to it, shall we?
ahhhh…I’m overwhelmed by the sound of these sweet thoughts.
It’s a shame I only noticed these paper delights just as I was finishing the very last delectable morsel of chocolate and hazelnut. I am saddened that I could have enjoyed an entire boxload of quotations on the topic of amore. Being a lover of the written word, these would have gone over quite well. Darn! Do you know what I think is one of my character flaws? I get such delight out of the dumbest things!