Mother Teresa. According to her own journal, she was in her dark night more or less from 1948 until near the time of her death in 1997.
Today is a beautiful day. Thank you!
I Am In Love With Myself, With My Heart.
Life is just a schoolroom with a glorious opportunity to prepare us for eternity.
It's so hard to find the place somewhere in the middle of the best and worst I've felt.
Everyone checks out my mom. My mom's hot.
Focus your attention on the quality of your words, and not the quantity, because few sensible talks attracts millions of listeners more than a thousand gibberish.
Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost
I'm not a kid anymore. And I'm excited for all the amazing things to come.
A house is never small or empty, when filled with love.
Risk is the clue that our dreams are both real and great.