Life Is A Child Playing

A Happy Love Is Full Of Quarrels, You Know.

To Say Yes, You Have To Sweat And Roll Up Your Sleeves And Plunge Both Hands Into Life Up To The Elbows. It Is Easy To Say No, Even If Saying No Means Death.

Tragedy Is Restful: And The Reason Is That Hope, That Foul, Deceitful Thing, Has No Part In It.

Death Is Beautiful. It Alone Gives Love Its True Habitat.

Some Men Like To Make A Little Garden Out Of Life And Walk Down A Path