When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past– For years fleet away with the wings of the dove– The dearest remembrance will still be the last, Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love. – Lord (George Gordon) Byron
We all seek approval, and our mothers seal is usually the most important. The nitty gritty is that we have to accept ourselves, even if it is just to be ready for the next cut-down. Moms blessing or not. – Beth Ditto
