False friendship, like the ivy, decays and ruins the walls it embraces but true friendship gives new life and animation to the object it supports. – Richard Burton
Ive done the most awful rubbish in order to have somewhere to go in the morning. – Richard Burton
The more I study religions the more I am convinced that man never worshipped anything but himself. – Richard Burton
He brewed his tea in a blue china pot, poured it into a chipped white cup with forget-me-nots on the handle, and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream. He sat by the window, cup in hand, watching the first snow fall. “I am,” he sighed deeply, “contented as a clam. I am a most happy man.” – Ethel Pochocki, Wildflower Tea, 1993