Promises that you make to yourself are often like the Japanese plum tree - they bear no fruit.

- Francis Marion

What a strange pattern the shuttle of life can weave.

- Francis Marion

A cool breeze stirred my hair at that moment, as the night wind began to come down from the hills, but it felt like a breath from another world.

- Francis Marion

Do we really know anybody? Who does not wear one face to hide another?

- Francis Marion

Who can doubt that God created us to be happy, and thereto made us to love one another? It is plainly written as Gospel. The heart is sometimes so em…

- Francis Marion