And when all the wars are over, a butterfly will still be beautiful.
To be able to laugh and to be merciful are the only things that make man better than the beast.
How evanescent those loves and friendships seem at this distance in time…We move on, make new attachments. We grow old. But sometimes, we hanker for old friendships, the old loves. Sometimes I wish I was young again. Or that I could travel back in time and pick up the threads. Absent so long, I may have stopped loving you, friends; but I will never stop loving the Day I loved you.
All glory comes from daring to begin.
Happiness is a mysterious thing, to be found somewhere between too little and too much.
Red roses for young lovers. French beans for longstanding relationships.