The questions had become: What can we forgive in others? How far do they have to go before we lose faith in them?
Dreams become regrets when left in the mind, never planted in the soil of action.
My mother told me Homer Ditto was not my father. Nope. Mom had had a fling with some other guy who was my dad. Some dude who didn't stick around too long who Mom was happy to get rid of. She chose Hom...
Deeply happy people are even thankful for the trials and tragedies they pass through.
Greatness can be contagious, but first there must be contact.
The fantastic advances in the field of electronic communication constitute a greater danger to the privacy of the individual.
Your dreams and your imagination are the keys to ART so capture all of yours in this notebook.....
I used to be a cool chick but I'm not anymore.
The roots of education are bitter, but the fruit is sweet.
His room was a sickly dual-tone of crimson and charcoal, like an Untitled Rothko, the colours bleeding into each other horribly and then rather serenely. The overall effect was overwhelmingly unapolog...
whenever i am in pain,i just think of watching your eye's in rain!