But the trees seemed to know me. They whispered among themselves and beckoned me nearer.

To be able to laugh and to be merciful are the only things that make man better than the beast

There are two kinds of authors - subjective and objective. Introverts are more inward looking.

The more you write, the better you will write! So - keep at it!

love is undying,of that I feel certain.I mean deep,abiding,cherishing love.The love that gives protection even as you,my guardian angel,gave me protection long after you had gone-and continue to give this very day... A love beyond Death-a love that makes Life alive!

and when all the wars are over, a butterfly will still be beautiful.

I was nostalgic even as a young man. Preferred listening to Opera not Bing Crossby.