Watch your thoughts, for they become words. Watch your words, for they become actions. Watch your actions, for they become habits. Watch your habits, for they become your character. And watch your character, for it becomes your destiny. What we think, we become. My father always said that. And I think I am fine.
Love is too weak a word for what… I “lurve” you. I “loave” you. I luff you, with two “f”s. Of course I do. Don’t you think I do?
You know how you can tell that you’re getting really old? Nobody says the word ‘death’ around you anymore.
Words. They’s all such a twitch-tickling problem to me all my life. I knows exactly what words I want to say but somehow or other they all comes out squiff-squiddled ’round.