Years may wrinkle the skin but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry fear self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting...
There's no love more intense than the love we have for our kids - and where...
And New York is the most beautiful city in the world? It is not far from it. No urban night is like the night there... Squares after squares of flame set up and cut into the aether. Here is our poetry for we have pulled down the stars to our will.
