Parents are the bones on which children cut their teeth. – Peter Ustinov
Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit. – Peter Ustinov
Parents are the bones on which children cut their teeth. – Peter Ustinov
Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit. – Peter Ustinov
The habit of religion is oppressive, an easy way out of thought. – Peter Ustinov