A Man Always Assumes That Others Are

And Enough For Me That When My Hand Touched Your Shoulder, You Leaned On Me; And When You Felt Me Slip Away, You Called My Name.

Maybe She Couldn't Know Who She Was Today. Maybe It Was Enough To Know That She Was No Longer Who She Was Before.

Sometimes Happiness Consists Of Finding The Right Balance Of Misery.

I've Learned Much, Father, And This Above All: That No Station In Life Is Above Any Other, If It's Occupied By Someone With A Good Heart.

Isn’t That What It Means To Be Civilized? That You Can Wait To Get What You Want?