The last person who ever crossed me is dead under my bed!!!
And when wind and winter harden All the loveless land, It will whisper of the garden, You will understand.
Appearance blinds, whereas words reveal.
Pleasures may turn a heart to stone, riches may make it callous, but sorrows cannot break it. Hearts live by being wounded.
We are never more true to ourselves than when we are inconsistent.
I find it harder and harder every day to live up to my blue china.