The depth of the steps we leave in life depends not on our weight, but love to other

The claim I know everything is the boasting that kills as being in an awe as the gratitude for being - that is much worse than just do not know.

The comments we are receiving show as the popularity of our writing as prove the reality of our fellowship. They talk about the impact we leave one on another – portray our being alive.

Humble questions become awe-inspiring declarations of our memories

Wild horses are awe-inspiring, but the mare makes a profit.

When a play becomes the work, the Love hide herself in the memoirs of the “good old” times we once had.