Monday, November 14, 2011


The passion flower.

Happiness is a sunbeam which may pass through a thousand bosoms
without losing a particle of its original ray; nay,
when it strikes on a kindred heart, like the converged
light on the mirror, it reflects itself with redoubled brightness.
It is not perfect till it is shared.
 Quote by Jane Porter

When happiness shines through our face and shines with a smile
that is pure passion.
Quote by Me