Whoever Has Loved Once, Knows All That

Life Is A Slate Where All Our Sins Are Written; From Time To Time We Rub The Sponge Of Repentance Over It So We Can Begin Sinning Again.

Celebrate Within Yourself That Wonderful Treasure . . . True Kindness.

Party Politics Is Now A Real Farce.

Butterflies Are But Flowers That Blew Away One Sunny Day When Nature Was Feeling At Her Most Inventive And Fertile.

The Smoke Of Glory Is Not Worth The Smoke Of A Pipe.