The Morning Had Dawned Clear And Cold,

A Good Act Does Not Wash Out The Bad, Nor A Bad Act The Good. Each Should Have Its Own Reward.

Soon Comes The Cold, And The Night That Never Ends.

Names Are Hard. I Have A Library Of What To Name Your Baby Books, And I’m Always Picking Up New Books, And Books Of Baby Names From Other Countries. I Like Cool-sounding Names.

My Old Grandmother Always Used To Say, Summer Friends Will Melt Away Like Summer Snows, But Winter Friends Are Friends Forever.

I Would Choose Freedom Over Comfort Every Time.