Death would not be called bad O people if one knew how to truly die.
The production of children the nurture of those born and the daily life of...
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame very pretty often hot and fierce but still only light and flickering. As love grows older our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals deep-burning and unquenchable.