You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die. A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a little of that
Saturday, December 25, 2010
FATHER AND SON........
" It is not flesh and blood, but heart which makes us fathers and sons. "
" He who can be a good son will be a good father."
" Father! - to God himself we cannot give a holier name."
" One father is more than a hundred schoolmasters."
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