Vintage books, old china, antiques; maybe I love old things so much because I feel impermanent myself.
Little said is soon amended.
'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning; for there is no force able to resist it.
The pen is the tongue of the mind.
History is the depository of great actions, the witness of what is past, the example and instructor of the present, and monitor to the future.
Woman's advice has little value, but he who won't take it is a fool.
The wicked are always ungrateful.
But I do believe in the paranormal, that there are things our brains just can't understand.
If grammar is medicine, then Roy Clark gives us the spoonful of sugar to help it go down. A wonderful tour through the labyrinth of language.
Oh, everybody wears a mask. We all put our best foot forward. We all try and make a statement, I'm not saying that's bad.
Perhaps the unattached, the unwanted, the unloved, could grow to give love as lushly as anyone else.