And At Night I Love To Listen

You Know... When You Are Sad You Love The Sunsets.

One Man May Hit The Mark, Another Blunder; But Heed Not These Distinctions. Only From The Alliance Of The One, Working With And Through The Other, Are Great Things Born.

For, To Conceited Men, All Other Men Are Admirers.

It's All A Great Mystery...look Up At The Sky And You'll See How Everything Changes

There Is Nothing That Can Equal The Treasure Of So Many Shared Memories.