love after love the time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. eat. you will love again the stranger who was your self. give wine. give bread. give back your heart to […]
the only people for me are the mad ones mad to live mad to talk mad to be saved the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars happy birthday to you. we had a time.
i wish for you the color that you bring forth in others to greatly rise within you. i wish you your own best strength. i wish you always loved ones at your side. i wish you the beginnings of all your dreams and many of the ends. i wish you peace. (mary anne radmacher) happy, […]
my mother is a never-ending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. i may sometimes forget the words but i always remember the tune. happy birthday, mom. all that i am is because of you.
depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance (r. tagore) happy birthday, my friend. i always smile when i think of you.
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