What Do I Owe My Father? Everything!

Death Comes In Its Own Time, In Its Own Way.death Is As Unique As The Individual Experiencing It.

A Tear That Trembles For A Little While Upon The Trembling Eyelid, Till The World Wavers Within Its Circle Like A Dream, Holds More Of Meaning In Its Narrow Orb Than All The Distant Landscape That It Blurs.

You Never See The Stock Called Happiness Quoted On The Exchange.

Heaven Often Seems Distant And Unknown, But If He Who Made The Road... Is Our Guide, We Need Not Fear To Lose The Way.

For Those Who Love... Time Is Eternity.