We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. We all have clouds above us but some see their silver linings. We all face difficulties but some of us are grateful that they aren't worse.
Questions are never indiscreet, answers sometimes are.
sorrow...is a wound that bleeds when any hand but that of love touches it
Nothing makes one so vain as being told that one is a sinner.
One's dreams must be big enough so as not to lose sight of them.
America is one long expectoration.