Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms.
Poetry is thoughts that breathe and words that burn.
In junior high school I was an object of pure ridicule for my dress...
My friends and family especially my mom and dad are always saying I should...
Beautiful isle of the sea Smile on the brow of the waters.
When Fortune smiles I smile to think how quickly she will frown.
Capucci was the biggest schooling I had. It wasn't just about the technical knowledge such as color and volume but also about the secret rules and the beautiful codes of respect between the atelier and the master.
