If I'm honest I have to tell you I still read fairy-tales and I like them best of all.
Living is like tearing through a museum.
True friends are families which you can select.
Fewer things are lovelier to me than a full-blown rose when it opens up its heart.
Since the world has existed, there has been injustice. But it is one world, the more so as it becomes smaller, more accessible. There is just no question that there is more obligation that those who have should give to those who have nothing.
Have we forgotten about the children, and thus forsaken the next generation?