Saying good night to the mountains, the sun throws his most beautiful rays to them, that they may not forget him till the morning. - Johanna Spyri

The happiest of all things is when an old friend comes and greets us as in former times; the heart is comforted with the assurance that some day everything that we have loved will be given back to us. —

I'll always say my prayers... and if God doesn't answer them at once I shall know it's because He's planning something better for me.

The happiest of all things is when an old friend comes and greets us as in former times; the heart is comforted with the assurance that some day everything that we have loved will be given back