The voice of my Beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills (Song of Solomon 2:8).
I don't have a lot of patience for stories in which women are rescued by men.
Life is just a schoolroom with a glorious opportunity to prepare us for eternity.
There is no competition of sounds between a nightingale and a violin.
Live your life in such a way that you'll be remembered for your kindness, compassion, fairness, character, benevolence, and a force for good who had much respect for life, in general.
One of these days, will become a this day. And that day, will be the preeminent of days to come.
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We love being mentally strong, but we hate situations that allow us to put our mental strength to good use.
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