The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection, and not a fountain, to show them that we love them, not when we feel like it, but when they do.
Nan FairbrotherWe love those we are happy with. We do. For how else can we know we love them, or how else define loving?
Nan FairbrotherThe sorrows we imagine are more profound and inconsolable than real life leaves us time for.
Nan Fairbrother