Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter.
You have learned enough to see that cats are much like you and me.
Today, you're halfway to 100! Here's to optimism, whether it is realistic or not. Happy 50th birthday!
Those who arrive at the end of the journey are not those who began.
Where is the Life we lost in living?
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices, have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?