Gods Always Love The People Who Make

It's No Use Of Talking Unless People Understand What You Say.

If You Kin See De Light At Daybreak, You Don't Keer If You Die At Dusk. It's So Many People Never Seen De Light At All.

Justice, Like Beauty, Is In The Eye Of The Beholder.

The Morning Air Was Like A New Dress. That Made Her Feel The Apron Tied Around Her Waist. She Untied It And Flung It On A Low Bush Beside The Road And Walked On, Picking Flowers And Making A Bouquet… From Now On Until Death She Was Going To Have Flower Dust And Springtime Sprinkled Over Everything.

When One Is Too Old For Love, One Finds Great Comfort In Good Dinners.