Seek The Tarnish And You Shall Find

Patience. I Colored Patience Gray, Hung Over With Black Clouds. I Colored Hope Yellow, Just Like The Sun We Could See For A Few Short Morning Hours. Too Soon The Sun Rose High In The Sky & Disappeared From View, Leaving Us Bereft And Staring At Blue.

Life Is Like That - Twenty Minutes Of Misery For Every Two Seconds Of Joy.

Perhaps Lovers Aren't Supposed To Look Down At The Ground. That Kind Of Story Is Told In Symbols-and Earth Represents Reality, And Reality Represents Frustrations, Chance Illnesses, Death, Murder, And All Kinds Of Other Tragedies. Lovers Are Meant To Look Up At The Sky, For Up There No Beautiful Illusions Can Be Trampled Upon.

Children Are Very Wise Intuitively; They Know Who Loves Them Most, And Who Only Pretends.

A Flower Blooms Best In A Happy Pot.