Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose. >>
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow is our destined way, but to act that eac >>
A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a chi >>
No thoughtful man ever came to the end of his life, and had time and a >>
Lord, grant that I might not so much seek to be loved as to love. >>
Love and work are the cornerstones of our humanness. >>
It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.