A day is precious because each day is essentially the microcosm of your whole life.
A stranger may find beauty in you yet.
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
Whatever we have in the glory of man is "away". Those are just not enough before we go "home" to the glory of God.
The day when the fire that we had lit in our minds reaches our hearts, we will start turning every person that we come in contact with into ashes. We become the ghosts that we always feared.
Everyone checks out my mom. My mom's hot.
I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for.
Use your youth to do something useful or unique or ultimate.
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.
For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
Some days are better than others. The same can be said about people.