My Soul Has Gained The Freedom Of

Perfect Moments Don't Turn Into Half-hours.

It Is Sometimes The Man Who Opens The Door Who Is The Last To Enter The Room.

It Is Never Good Dwelling On Good-byes ... It Is Not The Being Together That It Prolongs, It Is The Parting.

What We Buy Belongs To Us Only When The Price Is Forgotten.

Talk About The Joys Of The Unexpected, Can They Compare With The Joys Of The Expected, Of Finding Everything Delightfully And Completely What You Knew It Was Going To Be?