The light, that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my heart's undoing.

The light, that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my heart's undoing

Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes; / Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.

Be good, keep your feet dry, your eyes open, your heart at peace and your soul in the joy of Christ.

I have never worked for or with a man or a woman who puts their heart and soul into what she does like Sheryl does.

The true ideal is not opposed to the real but lies in it; and blessed are the eyes that find it