Christmas makes everything twice as sad.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief of deep contrition and of unspeakable love.
Christmas is a season for kindling the fire for hospitality in the hall the...
Kindness in women not their beauteous looks shall win my love.
The natural principle of war is to do the most harm to our enemy with the...
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.