my dear, I have nothing to say.my heart burns like the evening sky.

The splendid thingabout falling apartsilently...is thatyou can start overas many timesas you like.

even in the loneliest momentsi have been therefor myself.

some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.

...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye.

i have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.

your handtouching mine.this is howgalaxiescollide.

To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.

the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.

lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.

i writebecauseit is the only wayi can reach you.

He who knows all the answers, but none of the questions is like a large gobbling bird on Thanksgiving.

Where I’m taking you, no one will ever find us. We’ll have all the time in the world for you to grow to love me as much as I love you.

The leader goes also to the less traditional networking meetings. The manager participates in networking events organized and promoted.

Mama says it’s just her nature. Some people are flowers, and some are thorns.

Men are like wine - some turn to vinegar, but the best improve with age.

Ignorance was just as dynamic as knowledge, and it grew in the same proportion.

The world's becoming a museum of socialist failures.

There came into the world an unlimited abundance of everything people need. But people need everything except unlimited abundance.

Blessed is he who carries within himself a God, an ideal, and obeys it.

Now seen...now gone, The butterfly flits in and out Through fence-hung flowers; But a life lived so close to them I envy...though it's here and gone.