My father died when I was young and I was raised by my grandmother Emma Klonjlaleh Brown. We could afford to eat chicken just once a year on Christmas.
Oh love will make a dog howl in rhyme.
Let no man fear to die we love to sleep all and death is but the sounder...
Faith without works is like a bird without wings though she may hop with her...
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.
