Party Politics Is Now A Real Farce.

I'm Beginning To Believe That There Are Angels Disguised As Men Who Pass Themselves Off As Such And Who Inhabit The Earth For A While To Console And Lift Up With Them Toward Heaven The Poor, Exhausted And Saddened Souls Who Were Ready To Perish Here Below.

These Tears Do Me Good, They Have Watered The Parched Place; Perhaps My Heart Will Grow Again There!

Celebrate Within Yourself That Wonderful Treasure . . . True Kindness.

Young Love Needs Dangers And Barriers To Nourish It.

Simplicity Is The Essence Of The Great, The True, The Beautiful In Art.