There was nothing but land; not a country at all, but the material out of which countries are made. —WILLA CATHER, MY ÁNTONIA
You know all that sympathy that you feel for an abused child who suffers without a good mom or dad to love and care for them? Well, they don't stay children forever. No one magically becomes an adult...
The best thing you can wear is self confidence.
Education is the best provision for old age.
My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I'm right.
Love powers my heart and color powers my soul.
My best friend is the man who in wishing me well wishes it for my sake.
How is it possible that suffering that is neither my own nor of my concern should immediately affect me as though it were my own, and with such force that is moves me to action?
Real power, is the power that empowers without corruption
I consider my mom and all my sisters my friends.
One of these days, will become a this day. And that day, will be the preeminent of days to come.