Forgiveness is the key to the heart's shackles.
That which we expect of life is indeed all that it ever can be.
The sweetness of reunion is the joy of heaven.
I have learned that real angels don't have gossamer white robes and Cherubic skin, they have calloused hands and smell of the days' sweat.
The first casualty of hitting rock bottom is vanity.
I've wondered why the famous congregate with each other. Perhaps it's to assure each other that they really are as important as they think they are.