Most drama in our lives is really rather squalid.
The older I get, the older old is.
Keepers of light carry invisible candles of hope, touching hearts and illuminating the souls of friends.
Loving friends let kindness grow in their hearts, creating a oneness with their souls.
One longs to be funny, to make people laugh. Laughter is such a sign of approval, isn't it?
Plenty of clever children have to pretend to be not clever or else they get bullied by the thick.