One May Not Reach The Dawn Save

Trees Are Poems That The Earth Writes Upon The Sky.

For A Love To Grow Through The Test Of Everyday Living, One Must Respect That Zone Of Privacy Where One Retires To Relate To The Inside Instead Of The Outside.

If Your Heart Is A Volcano, How Shall You Expect Flowers To Bloom?

Work Is Love Made Visible.

Let Your Home Be You Mast And Not Your Anchor.