Life Without Love Is Like A Tree

Money Is Like Love; It Kills Slowly And Painfully The One Who Withholds It, And Enlivens The Other Who Turns It On His Fellow Man.

He Alone Is Great Who Turns The Voice Of The Wind Into A Song Made Sweeter By His Own Loving.

The Mute Grain Turns To Love Songs When Swallowed By The Nightingale.

When You Look Closely People Are So Strange & So Complicated That They're Actually Beautiful.

We Stood Up And Bade Each Other Farewell, But Love And Despair Stood Between Us Like Two Ghosts, One Stretching His Wings With His Fingers Over Our Throats, One Weeping And The Other Laughing Hideously. As I Took Selma's Hand And Put It To My Lips, She Came Close To Me And Placed A Kiss On My Forehead, Then Dropped On The Wooden Bench. She Shut Her Eyes And Whispered Softly, "oh, Lord God, Have Mercy On Me And Mend My Broken Wings!