Morning is when the wick is lit. A flame ignited, the day delighted with heat and light, we start the fight for something more than before. - Terri Guillemets0
An angel in the book of life wrote down my baby’s birth, then whispered as she closed the book, 'Too beautiful for earth.'0
Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow0
Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. - Maya Angelou0
Friendship is a sheltering tree - even when gone, its shade lingers in our hearts. - Samuel Taylor Coleridge0
Friendship is the shadow of the evening, which strengthens with the setting sun of life. - Jean de La Fontaine0