That is one good thing about this world - there are always sure to be more springs.

And if you couldn't be loved, the next best thing was to be let alone.

I love bright red drinks, don’t you? They taste twice as good as any other color.

Wouldn't it be nice if roses could talk? I'm sure they could tell us such lovely things.

You're never safe from being surprised until you're dead.

You noticed that I wore this outfit twice? Why, the only thing you wear twice is a sour expression.

I am sure we should not shut our hearts against the healing influences that nature offers us. But I understand your feeling. I think we all experience the same thing. We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost feel as if we were unfaithful to our sorrow when we find our interest in life returning to us.