"I leave you, hoping that the lamp of liberty
will burn in your bosoms until there shall no longer
be a doubt that all men are created free and equal."
-Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865)
For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it.
For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it.
For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.
In d book cal''d life, d page yesterday is over, d page future is blank n page 2day is bin writin. So rite the best u can, coz on dis book ur eraser jst don''t work
