Age swallows our childhood. – Terri Guillemets
And thank you for a house full of people I love. Amen. – Terri Guillemets
Age swallows our childhood. – Terri Guillemets
And thank you for a house full of people I love. Amen. – Terri Guillemets
Sometimes on lonely nights the man in the moon is my best friend. – Terri Guillemets
Hey! It’s summer! Be free and happy and danceful and uninhibited and now-y! – Terri Guillemets
What we call little things are merely the causes of great things; they are the beginning, the embryo, and it is the point of departure which, generally speaking, decides the whole future of an existence. One single black speck may be the beginning of a gangrene, of a storm, of a revolution. – Henri Frederic Amiel