The Saluki Is A Marvel Of Elegance.

It Is Dreadful How I Miss You, And Everything That Everybody Says Seems Flat And Stupid.

It Is Necessary To Write, If The Days Are Not To Slip Emptily By. How Else, Indeed, To Clap The Net Over The Butterfly Of The Moment?

There Is Nothing More Lovely In Life Than The Union Of Two People Whose Love For One Another Has Grown Through The Years, From The Small Acorn Of Passion, Into A Great Rooted Tree

A Flowerless Room Is A Soulless Room, To My Way Of Thinking; But Even A Solitary Little Vase Of A Living Flower May Redeem It.

Still, No Gardener Would Be A Gardener If He Did Not Live In Hope.