My life so common it disappears and sometimes even music cannot substitute for tears.
I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance.
In heaven, all the interesting people are missing.
Genteel women suppose that those things do not really exist about which it is...
Behind all their personal vanity women themselves always have an impersonal...
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.
