Love Born Of Anxiety Resembles A Thorn

The Longer The Road To Love, The Keener Is The Pleasure...

Few Are They Who Have Never Had A Chance To Achieve Happiness- And Fewer Those Who Have Taken That Chance.

A Great Biography Should, Like The Close Of A Great Drama, Leave Behind It A Feeling Of Serenity. We Collect Into A Small Bunch The Flowers, The Few Flowers, Which Brought Sweetness Into A Life, And Present It As An Offering To An Accomplished Destiny. It Is The Dying Refrain Of A Completed Song, The Final Verse Of A Finished Poem.

Like A Bird, When His Cage Is Opened, Stays On His Perch, Dazzled By Freedom, The Postponed Traveler Does Not See That His Cage, With Its Bars Of Anxiety, It Is Open.

Two Human Beings Anchored To One Another Are Like Two Ships Shaken By Waves; Their Carcases Collide With One Another And Creak.