It’s a very cheery thing to come into London by any of these lines which run high and allow you to look down upon the houses like this.”I thought he was joking, for the view...

If lighthouse becomes a burning candle, flickered upon ocean’s insanity.Your sailing heart there anchors to handle the obsessed breeze towards sand dune’s vanity.

The trouble with drowning in the mess of your own life is that you’re not in any shape to save anyone else. You can’t be a lighthouse when you’re underwater yourself.

We can _start_ making Christmas and Santa can finish up.

God built lighthouses to see people through storms. Then he built storms to remind people to find lighthouses.