A man loses his illusions first, his teeth second, and his follies last. – Helen Rowland
Love, like a chicken salad or restaurant hash, must be taken with blind faith or it loses its flavor. – Helen Rowland
A man loses his illusions first, his teeth second, and his follies last. – Helen Rowland
Love, like a chicken salad or restaurant hash, must be taken with blind faith or it loses its flavor. – Helen Rowland
In olden times sacrifices were made at the altar – a practice which is still continued. – Helen Rowland