You Have To Maintain A Fine Balance

Where Humans Are Concerned, The Only Emotion That Made Sense Was Wonder, At Their Ability To Endure.

There Didn't Seem To Her Any Harm In It, And The Make-believe Was So Comforting.

...the Face Has Limited Space. My Mother Used To Say, If You Fill Your Face With Laughing, There Will Be No More Room For Crying.

Loss Is Essential. Loss Is Part And Parcel Of That Necessary Calamity Called Life.

If There Was An Abundance Of Misery In The World, There Was Also Sufficient Joy, Yes - As Long As One Knew Where To Look For It.