Old friends are memories personified.
The reason we start things is rarely the reason we continue them.
Sometimes our arms are so full with the burdens we carry that it hinders our view of the load those around us are staggering beneath.
Small kindnesses often, unintentionally, produce the biggest payoffs.
Without great mountains we cannot reach great heights.
I believe that love is the choice we make to raise ourselves and others to the highest planes of existence.