True friends are always together in spirit.
I couldn't live where there were no trees--something vital in me would starve.
Cakes have such a terrible habit of turning out bad just when you especially want them to be good.
All i want is a dress with puffy sleaves
Don't you just love poetry that gives you a crinkly feeling up and down your back?
Perhaps. . .love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.