A Star Dies In Heaven Every Time

It's As If I've Arrived In A Place Where It's All Spirit And No Body -- An Overwhelming Sense Of Calm . . . I Actually Began To Feel Blessed.

Old As He Was, He Still Missed His Daddy Sometimes.

A Loud Voice Is Not Always Angry; A Soft Voice Not Always To Be Dismissed; And A Well-placed Silence Can Be The Indisputable Last Word.

A Star Dies In Heaven Every Time You Snatch Away Someone's Dream.

Life Is Accepting What Is And Working From That.