What memoir of childhood doesn't at some point turn on the scent of a sweet pea or a freshly cut lawn or a boxwood hedge, to leap the fence of years?
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...
In presence of the Moon nobody sees stars.
Eschew evil and it`s machinations.
A black hole holds all the colors of the universe.
You make name for yourself when you overcome pain, weakness, laziness and ignorance
Education is the best provision for old age.
Self-talk reflects your innermost feelings.
Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.
Whatever is begun in anger ends in shame.
We human beings regard ourselves as (or compare ourselves to) animals only when it suits us.