Crackers Are Short On Sparkle.

I Want Peace. I Want To See If Somewhere There Isn't Something Left In Life Of Charm And Grace.

So You’ll Have To Wait For Approval From Your Grandchildren.” “i Wonder What Our Grandchildren Will Be Like!” “are You Suggesting By That ‘our’ That You And I Will Have Mutual Grandchildren? Fie, Mrs. Kennedy!

So It Was True! A Pain Slashed At Her Heart As Savagely As A Wild Animal's Fangs.

Longing Hearts Could Only Stand So Much Longing.

What’s Broken Is Broken—and I’d Rather Remember It As It Was At Its Best Than Mend It And See The Broken Places As Long As I Live…i’m Too Old To Believe In Such Sentimentalities As Clean Slates And Starting All Over.