The Resting Place Of The Mind Is

Some Days Are Meant To Be Counted, Others Are Meant To Be Weighed.

I Crossed The Street To Walk In The Sunshine.

It's Not Enough For Me To Just Hear About Something Or Read About Something, I Wanna Know It In My Bones.

The Only Thing More Unthinkable Than Leaving Was Staying; The Only Thing More Impossible Than Staying Was Leaving.

Who Loves You Most? Who Loves You Best? Who Thinks Of You When Others Rest?