I Felt That Paris Was Illuminated By

I Don't Think... One Get A Flash Of Happiness Once, And Never Again; It Is There Deep Within You.

To Be A Person Is To Have A Story To Tell.

The Best Of My Nature Reveals Itself In Play, And Play Is Sacred.

Our Longing Is Our Pledge, And Blessed Are The Homesick, For They Shall Come Home.

In The Mind And Nature Of A Man A Secret Is An Ugly Thing, Like A Hidden Physical Defect.