Religion was invented when the first con man met the first fool.
Show me who your friends are, and I will tell you what you are.
Love is blind, but friendship closes its eyes.
Bring me then the plant that points to those bright Lucidites swirling up from the earth, and life itself exhaling that central breath! Bring me the sunflower crazed with the love of light.
A friend is one who believes in you when you have ceased to believe in yourself.
To say she was attractive would be an understatement. Calling her 'attractive' would be like calling the Taj Mahal a marble grave.