Roses Can Grow In Slums Just As

Everybody Needs Love. Everybody. Those Who Don't Believe That Frighten Me A Little.

People Are Like Books, Unknown Until They Are Opened.

When We Hate Someone We Make Them More Powerfull Than They Are.

So Often The Pain Of Our Life Is No More Than A Reminder To Take Our Hand Off The Stove.

The Shackles Of Belief, When Reinforced By Fear, Are Difficult To Break Free From And Rarely Done.