There are the girls we love, the men we look up to, the tenderness, the friendships, the opportunities, the pleasures! But the fact remains that you must touch your reward with clean hands, lest it turn to dead leaves, to thorns, in your grasp.

This is glorious!' I cried, and then i looked at the sinner by my side. He sat with his head sunk on his breast and said 'Yes', without raising his eyes, as if afraid to see writ large on the clear sky of the offing the reproach of his romantic conscience.

Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark.

I’m pretty sure there are some things in the dark that we’re not meant to see.

An Indigo Bunting let out a trill, a cheery song, reminding me of better days, of hope and happiness and all the lofty promises a blue canary can sing about. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of the heady morning air. Looking within myself, I searched for the man I once was.

I had a best friend once 20 years down the line a friendship that you just do not get now, i regarded him as a brother but he stabbed me in the back lost track of what was real and pushed me out and away because of misunderstandings and stress.I was his best friend these are no empty words, they are the truth.Was he to me i question it now.Gary F Evans...