Friday, December 21, 2012
The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow. Every heart has its secret sorrows which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad. I will think of you often and all the good times we shared.............. The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.
