Forwarded to me via friendster so you might want to read.
We love men because they can’t fake an orgasm, even if they wanted to.
Because they will never understand us, yet even so they go on trying.
Because they still manage to see our beauty, even when we ourselves no longer believe it.
Because they understand equations, politics, maths and economics, but not the feminine heart.
Because they are lovers who only rest when we have had (or pretend to have had) pleasure.
Because they manage to raise sport to something bordering on religion.
Because they are never afraid of the dark.
Because they insist on fixing things that are beyond their capacity, and dedicate themselves to this with the same enthusiasm as an adolescent, and get frustrated when they don’t succeed.
Because they are like pomegranates: most of them is impossible to digest, but the seeds are delicious.
Because they never comment on what the neighbors might think.
Because we always know what they are thinking, and when they open their mouth they say exactly what we imagined they would.
Because they never dreamed of torturing themselves wearing high heels.
Because they love to explore our body and conquer our soul.
Because a 14-year-old girl can leave them speechless, and a 25-year-old woman can tame them quite effortlessly.
Because they are always attracted by extremes: the opulent or the ascetic, warriors or monks, artists or generals.
Because they do absolutely everything possible to try to hide their weaknesses.
Because a man’s biggest fear is not being a man (it never crosses a woman’s mind not to be a woman).
Because they always eat everything on their plate, and don’t feel guilty about it.
Because they take great delight in completely uninteresting matters, such as what happened at work, or different makes of automobiles.
Because they have shoulders where we can rest our heads and sleep without much effort.
Because they are at peace with their bodies, except for small, insignificant things like growing bald and getting fat.
Because they are incredibly courageous in front of insects.
Because they never lie about their age.
Because despite everything they try to demonstrate, they can’t live without a woman.
Because when we tell one of them “I love you”, they always ask us to explain exactly how.
source:
www.warriorofthelight.com......
Copyright @ 2008 Paulo Coelho
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