You Know...my Flower...i'm Responsible For Her. And

You Will Have Five Hundred Million Little Bells, And I Shall Have Five Hundred Million Springs Of Fresh Water.

Sometimes We Behave As Though There Was Something More Important Than Life. But What?

To Forget A Friend Is Sad. Not Every One Has Had A Friend. And If I Forget Him, I May Become Like The Grown−ups Who Are No Longer Interested In Anything But Figures.

True Happiness Comes From The Joy Of Deeds Well Done, The Zest Of Creating Things New.

It Is The Time You Have Wasted For Your Rose That Makes Your Rose So Important.