Marriage Is Like A Temple Resting On

And You Would Accept The Seasons Of Your Heart Just As You Have Always Accepted That Seasons Pass Over Your Fields And You Would Watch With Serenity Through The Winters Of Your Grief.

Even As The Holy And The Righteous Cannot Rise Beyond The Highest Which Is In Each One Of You, So The Wicked And The Weak Cannot Fall Lower Than The Lowest Which Is In You Also.

History Does Not Repeat Itself Except In The Minds Of Those Who Do Not Know History.

The Subtlest Beauties In Our Life Are Unseen And Unheard.

Most People Who Ask For Advice From Others Have Already Resolved To Act As It Pleases Them.