Monday, October 31, 2011

He who dared bravely, bravely died.


Some time ago, I was going through a box of my grandmother's photos and I ran across this piece of paper.  It looks like a poem or the words to a song; it's in her handwriting.  There is no title, no author.  I have tried to find some information about it on the internet, but have been unsuccessful.  Could it be that it was my grandmother who wrote it?  If you have any ideas, please let me know.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Love


While doing some research on the word love, I ran across this anonymous quote:


"The world moves for love; it kneels before it in awe."


I somehow find this quote very intriguing.  I'd like to hear your thoughts...