I Believe, Sometimes, That The Whole World

I Write Two Pages - That's All I Write. It Takes Me About An Hour. I've Learned That's All I'm Capable Of And To Push Myself Beyond That Is Foolhardy. It's A Very Delicate Thing, And I Will Not Abuse It. So I Write Two Pages, Then I Get Up From The Computer.

I Believe, Sometimes, That The Whole World Has An Aching Heart.

Do You Think Everybody Misses Somebody? Like I Miss My Mama?” “mmmm-hmmm,” Said Gloria. She Closed Her Eyes. “i Believe, Sometimes, That The Whole World Has An Aching Heart.

There Is A Lot Of Love In Him, A Lot Of Love In His Heart...and He Is Up There With No One And Nothing To Love. It Is A Bad Thing To Have Love And No Where To Put It.

But, Reader, There Is No Comfort In The Word "farewell," Even If You Say It In French. "farewell" Is A Word That,in Any Language, Is Full Of Sorrow. It Is A Word That Promises Absolutely Nothing.