Q: How do you get a baby astronaut to sleep? A: You rocket (rock it)! Q: What did the baby corn say to mother corn?
Your personal truth is your gift to the world.
And when the earth began to rumble and quake, as fear and frantic set in, he ran back inside the house past his wife and children, gathering all the valuables and things he thought of importance, and...
The hurt that troubled children create is never greater than the hurt they feel.
You may delay, but time will not.
If my world were to cave in tomorrow, I would look back on all the pleasures, excitements and worthwhilenesses I have been lucky enough to have had. Not the sadness, not my miscarriages or my father l...
Everything started as nothing.
How incessant and great are the ills with which a prolonged old age is replete.
Building art is a synthesis of life in materialised form. We should try to bring in under the same hat not a splintered way of thinking, but all in harmony together.
Love feeds on deception.
A loving heart, determination, faith, courage, trust, belief, truth, and a solid soul create the wings with which we fly.