You Will Always Be Here With Me;

A House That Does Not Have One Warm, Comfy Chair In It Is Soulless.

What Can I Have That I Still Want?

Words Are My Passion / And Out Of Them And Me / I Would Create Beauty.

One Of The Good Elements Of Old Age Is That We No Longer Have To Prove Anything, To Ourselves Or To Anyone Else. We Are What We Are.

Gardening Is The Instrument Of Grace.