I am free to choose my own actions. Indeed, like everyone else, I must be so. A good act that is compelled is not goodness at all, but merely force.

That is what love is I thought. A possibility that becomes a choice. A choice you keep making over and over. Day after day. Year after year. Time after time.

Yet even the brightest of sunrises must come to an end.

Little princess, lovely as the dawn, well named Aurore.

I had to cease to mourn what could never be and make the most of what was possible. And I would begin doing that by trying to mend the hurts of the past.

Remember that yours is not the only heart that may be wishing for love.

There is a tale...It tells of the days when a blight hung over our land. Nothing prospered. Nothing flourished. Not even zucchini would grow.

Maybe all young men who love us become knights in shining armor when we love them back.

...to be unkind because you are thoughtless is the worst kind of blindness.

All of us show many faces to the world. No one shows her true face all of the time. To do that would be dangerous, for what is seen can also be known.

For surely a king is first a man. And so it must follow that a king does as all men do: the best he can.

The love at Christmas should be with us throughout the coming year.

You have many gifts

Jesus came to serve, and He wants you to follow His example.

The comparison isn't with others

The start and the end is same for all of us. We were all born, and we will all die - in the same state. It is the journey where we experience Happiness.

As the scripts come in they are sent to the artists, and the artists are either very busy, or ready to start.

The worst thing a man can ever do is kiss me on the first date.

I'm serenely convinced that we are heading into what will amount to a time out from technological progress as we know it.

Horses calm me. I love being around them. They smell great, they are beautiful to look at, they are loving, demanding, temperamental, and they settle you.

You don't have to be a genius to invest well