Life Was A Series Of

... And Through It All And Afterwards They Would Be Together, Making Their Own World Where Nothing Mattered But The Things They Could Give To One Another, The Loveliness, The Silence, And The Peace.

Writers Should Be Read, But Neither Seen Nor Heard.

Will You Look Into My Eyes And Tell Me That You Love Me Now?

Happiness Happens When You Fit With Your Life, When You Fit So Harmoniously That Whatsoever You Are Doing Is Your Joy. Happiness Is Not A Possession To Be Prized, It Is A Quality Of Thought, A State Of Mind.

No Person Will Ever Get Into My Blood As A Place Can ... People And Things Pass Away, But Not Places.