After this I took private lessons in Italian from an elementary school teacher. He gave me themes to write about and some of them turned out so well that he told me to publish them in a newspaper.
Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.
To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where...
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
One is not idle because one is absorbed. There is both visible and invisible...
Those allies who failed to join us will regret it. They're making a...
One cannot be prepared for something while secretly believing it will not...
Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only...
