Let tenderness pour from your eyes, the way sun gazes warmly on earth.
Speak but little, and that little only when thy own purposes require it. Heaven has given thee two ears but only one tongue, which means: listen to two things, but be not the first to propose one.
Plant a Seed so your Heart will Grow.
You have actually waltzed with tremendous style, my sweet, O my sweet, crushed angel.
The heart is a thousand stringed instrument that can only be tuned with love.
Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.