There are two births: the one when light, First strikes the new awakened sense; The other when two souls unite, And we must count our life from thence, When you loved me and I loved you, Then both of us were born anew.
“There is nothing respecting which a man may be so long unconscious as of the extent and strength of his prejudices.”
“Mom and Dad would stay in bed on Sunday morning, but the kids would have to go to church.”