Whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul, I shall recall the memory of warm, sunny, late summer afternoons like this one, and be comforted greatly.
As I drift through the autumn of my life like a fallen leaf blown about by the winds of time, I sometimes ponder my destiny.
God always provides a pleasant memory to help ease the pain of a bad experience.
I love the night! It's not uncommon for me to see the light of a new day before closing my eyes on the old one.
Ah, Lovely October, as you usher in the season that awakens my soul, your awesome beauty compels my spirit to soar like an leaf caught in an autumn breeze and my heart to sing like a heavenly choir.
The human spirit is a magnificent entity. Just when we think we can stand no more, something significant touches our soul... and life goes on.
Surround yourself with people who make you laugh. Laughter is to the soul what sunshine is to a flower.
Remember sixteen - when all the world was new and your life stretched before you like fresh snow waiting for your footprints.
What is writing, after all, except fumbling in darkness endeavoring to light a candle?
Your mission in life is to determine what you believe--not to accept what someone else tells you to believe.
What could be more exciting than an October day? It's your birthday, Fourth of July and Christmas all rolled into one.
Life is like music on a scale, moving up and down. When your life is over, you have written your song.
Remember sixteen - when all the world was new and your life stretched out before you like fresh snow waiting for your footprints?