Maxwell Anderson Quotes

There’s a little gray house in a one-street town, And the door stands open, and the steps go down, And you prop up the window with a stick on the sill, And you carry spring water from the bottom of the hill; And the white star of Bethlehem grows in the yard; And I can’t […]

When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn’t got time for a waiting game; And the days dwindle down, to a precious few: September – November. And these few precious days I’ll spend with you.

If you practice an art, be proud of it and make it proud of you… It may break your heart, but it will fill your heart before it breaks it.