We may look old and wise to the outside world. But to each other, we are still in junior school.

I will protect you until you are grown and then I will let you fly free, but loving you, that is for always.

You can kid the world, but not your sister.

Music is the voice of all humanity, of whatever time or place. In its presence, we are one.

Small child once you were a hope, a dream. Now you are a reality. Changing all that is to come. A love to hold our hearts forever.

In the welter of statistics about selected ethnic origins (singular or multiple) in the last census, one finding was often overlooked. Of the 25,309,330 people living in Canada in 1986, only 69,065 declared themselves as Canadians.

Success is not fame or money or the power to bewitch. it is to have created something valuable from your own individuality and skill a garden, an embroidery, a painting, a cake, a life.