Herself she’d be picturing her grandparents making love or worse… She’d be picturing Bing. His mouth on her breasts and his hands
Key the mind, and set the soul free.
Even now I remember those pictures, like pictures in a storybook one loved as a child. Radiant meadows, mountains vaporous in the trembling distance; leaves ankle-deep on a gusty autumn road; bonfires...
Now, 75 years [after ], in an abundant society where people have laptops, cell phones, iPods, and minds like empty rooms, I still plod along with books.
Beware ! Heart is too small to feel happy but soul is too big to take glory
Children imitate their parents, employees their managers.
Let my silence grow with noise as pregnant mothers grow with life. Let my silence permeate these walls as sunlight permeates a home. Let the silence rise from unwatered graves and craters left by bomb...
Give yourself a great self-respect to know who you are then your confidence will shine on you
You cannot change the past, but you can make a difference now
Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within everyb...
One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.