Parents are like shuttles on a loom. They join the threads of the past with threads of the future and leave their own bright patterns as they go.
Come live in my heart and pay no rent.
Reproof on her lip but a smile in her eye.
There is no reciprocity. Men love women. Women love children. Children...
Loving, like prayer, is a power as well as a process. It’s curative....
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
