Love, like a chicken salad or restaurant hash, must be taken with blind faith or it loses its flavor. – Helen Rowland
A husband is what is left of a lover, after the nerve has been extracted. – Helen Rowland
Love, like a chicken salad or restaurant hash, must be taken with blind faith or it loses its flavor. – Helen Rowland
A husband is what is left of a lover, after the nerve has been extracted. – Helen Rowland
A widow is a fascinating being with the flavor of maturity, the spice of experience, the piquancy of novelty, the tang of practiced coquetry, and the halo of one mans approval. – Helen Rowland
Purity is not imposed upon us as though it were a kind of punishment, it is one of those mysterious but obvious conditions of that supernatural knowledge of ourselves in the Divine, which we speak of as faith. Impurity does not destroy this knowledge, it slays our need for it. – Georges Bernanos