I am living on hope and faith ... a pretty good diet when the mind will receive them.
Do you hear the children singing?
To some will come a time when change itself is beauty, if not heaven.
This morning I deleted the hyphen from "hell-bound" and made it one word; this afternoon I redivided it and restored the hyphen.
Were it not for love, Poor life would be a ship not worth launching.
Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.