Roses Can Grow In Slums

The Depth Of Love Is Revealed In Its Departure.

Sometimes We Can Only Find Ourselves By First Losing Ourselves.

I Don't Think It Is As Much A Human Foible As It Is A Human Curse That We Cannot Understand The Beauty Of A Thing Until It Is Gone.

I Believe That Love Is The Choice We Make To Raise Ourselves And Others To The Highest Planes Of Existence.

That Which We Expect Of Life Is Indeed All That It Ever Can Be.