Love is a wizard... It intoxicates, it envelops, it isolates. It creates fragrance in the air, arxour from coldness, it beautifies everything around it. Leos Janacek (1854-1928)
Is it so small a thing To have enjoyed the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have loved, to have thought, to have done? MATTHEW ARNOLD (1822-1888)