Melody Graham

“When he is wounded, I bleed. {page 262 of John Adams}”
― Abigail Adams

“Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime.”
― Laura Ingalls Wilder

“We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love.”
― Robert Fulghum, True Love

“Always seeing something, never seeing nothing, being photographer”
― Walter De Mulder