Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart. ―Washington Irving
Christmas is a season for kindling the fire for hospitality in the hall, the genial flame of charity in the heart. ―Washington Irving
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They are messengers of overwhelming grief and unspeakable love.