The footpath down to the well is healed.
Nobody was ever meant, To remember or invent, What he did with every cent.
Poets need not go to Niagara to write about the force of falling water.
The first thing I do in the morning is to make my bed and while I am making up my bed I am making up my mind as to what kind of a day I am going to have.
More men die of worry than of work, because more men worry than work.
The artist in me cries out for design.