Tears
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tangues. They are messangers of overwhelming grief… and unspeakable love!
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tangues. They are messangers of overwhelming grief… and unspeakable love!
Love is patient; love is kind. Love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way: it is not irritable or resentful; it does …
Young people are in a condition like permanent intoxication, because youth is sweet and they are growing.