May your joys be as deep as the ocean, and your sorrow as light as the foam.
God made our relatives and I make my friends.
Never trouble trouble, until trouble, troubles you. For if you trouble trouble, trouble surely trouble you.
Friends are like melons, shall I tell you why? To find a good one you must a hundred try.
You may fall from a house top. You may fall from above. But the greatest fall is when you fall in love.
-All entries taken from the pages of an autograph book I own that was signed by the friends of a girl attending high school in Rye, New York from September to October 1923.
Deconstructing the High Line - Next Tuesday, October 24 at 6:30pm, the editors of the book Deconstructing the High Line: Postindustrial Urbanism and the Rise of the Elevated Park will ex...
18 hours ago