My Life Is A Lovely Story, Happy

Everything You Look At Can Become A Fairy Tale And You Can Get A Story From Everything You Touch.

Sharp Knives Seemed To Cut Her Delicate Feet, Yet She Hardly Felt Them, So Deep Was The Pain In Her Heart. She Could Not Forget That This Was The Last Night She Would Ever See The One For Whom She Had Left Her Home And Family, Had Given Up Her Beautiful Voice, And Had Day By Day Endured Unending Torment, Of Which He Knew Nothing At All. An Eternal Night Awaited Her.

A Human Life Is A Story Told By God.

We Cannot Expect To Be Happy Always ... By Experiencing Evil As Well As Good We Become Wise.

I Covet Honour In The Same Way As A Miser Covets Gold.