A Man Trusts Another Man When He

Sometimes We Love With Nothing More Than Hope. Sometimes We Cry With Everything Except Tears. In The End That’s All There Is: Love And Its Duty, Sorrow And Its Truth. In The End That’s All We Have - To Hold On Tight Until The Dawn

Be True To Love Where Ever You Find It, And Be True To Yourself And Everything That You Really Are.

There's No Believing In God...we Either Know God, Or We Don't.

The Tears, When They Come To Some Men, Are Worse Than Beatings. They're Wounded Worse By Sobbing, Men Like That, Than They Are By Boots And Batons. Tears Begin In The Heart, But Some Of Us Deny The Heart So Often, And For So Long, That When It Speaks We Hear Not One But A Hundred Sorrows In The Heartbreak. We Know That Crying Is A Good And Natural Thing. We Know That Crying Isn't A Weakness, But A Kind Of Strength. Still, The Weeping Rips Us Root By Tangled Root From The Earth, And We Crash Like Fallen Trees When We Cry.

Nobody Who Has Done Business In Any Country With An Indian Would Doubt The Shrewdness Of Indians, But What Indian People Bring To The World Is Something Special And Unique, Which Is The Capacity For A Loving Interaction.