The World Is Full Of Warfare 'twixt

If All The Skies Were Sunshine Our Faces Would Be Fain To Feel Once More Upon Them The Cooling Splash Of Rain. If All The World Were Music, Our Hearts Would Often Long For One Sweet Strain Of Silence, To Break The Endless Song If Life Were Always Merry, Our Souls Would Seek Relief, And Rest From Weary Laughter In The Quiet Arms Of Grief.

It Is Better To Desire The Things We Have Than To Have The Things We Desire.

Tact Is The Unsaid Part Of What You Think.

Are You Willing To Forget What You Have Done For Other People, And To Remember What Other People Have Done For You ... To Remember The Weakness And Loneliness Of People Who Are Growing Old ... Are You Willing To Believe That Love Is The Strongest Ting In The World ... Stronger Than Hate, Stronger Than Evil, Stronger Than Death... Then You Can Keep Christmas! But You Can Never Keep It Alone.

Time Is: Too Slow For Those Who Wait, Too Swift For Those Who Fear.