He who can be a good son will be a good father.
Why did the reindeer wear black boots? Because his brown ones were all muddy!
If all my friends were to jump off a bridge, I would not follow, I would be at the bottom to catch them when they fall.
Photography is no longer a love affair with the beauty of reality.
A friend hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.
One more thing. The people and the friends that we have lost... or the dreams that have faded... never forget them.