To this day I cannot see a bright daffodil, a proud gladiola, or a smooth eggplant without thinking of Papa. Like his plants and trees, I grew up as a part of his garden.

Life lived for tomorrow will always be just a day away from being realized.

A loving relationship is a wanting to celebrate, communicate, and know another's heart and soul.

If one wishes to know love, one must live love, in action. Thoughts, readings and discourse on love are of value only as they present questions to be acted upon.

I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind.

Don't spend your precious time asking "Why isn't the world a better place?" It will only be time wasted. The question to ask is "How can I make it better?" To that there is an answer.

Like any other living, growing thing, love requires effort to keep it healthy.