Treasure Each Other In The Recognition That

Let Us Learn To Accept Ourselves-accept The Truth That We Are Capable In Some Directions And Limited In Others, That Genius Is Rare, That Mediocrity Is A Portion Of Almost All Of Us, But That We Can Contribute From The Storehouse Of Our Skills To The Enrichment Of Our Common Life.

"and They Lived Happily Ever After" Is One Of The Most Tragic Sentences In Literature. It's Tragic Because It's Falsehood. It Is A Myth That Has Led Generations To Expect Something From Marriage That Is Not Possible.

Death Is Not The Enemy Of Life, But Its Friend, For It Is The Knowledge That Our Years Are Limited Which Makes Them So Precious. It Is The Truth That Time Is But Lent To Us Which Makes Us, At Our Best, Look Upon Our Years As A Trust Handed Into Our Temporary Keeping.

The Melody That The Loved One Played Upon The Piano Of Your Life Will Never Be Played Quite That Way Again, But We Must Not Close The Keyboard And Allow The Instrument To Gather Dust. We Must Seek Out Other Artists Of The Spirit, New Friends Who Gradually Will Help Us To Find The Road To Life Again, Who Will Walk The Road With Us.

Tolerance Is The Positive And Cordial Effort To Understand Another's Beliefs, Practices, And Habits Without Necessarily Sharing Or Accepting Them.