“I once had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalogue: ‘No good in a bed, but fine up against a wall’.”
Everybody here has loved and lost, so level up and love again. … If you lift your eyes, I am your brother.
...The heart is still a redwing. …
No I don’t mean that it’s so easy;
I don’t mean that it’s so small;
but the world below is not so mean
that it can make us fall.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map