She smells like marijuana smoke. It’s not a bad smell. Just a sad one.
How incessant and great are the ills with which a prolonged old age is replete.
Options abound world over, Options to choose from and be the best.
I'm into mellow dates with really good food.
He shall rule, whom they look not for that dwell upon the earth, and the fowls shall take their flight away together:
Yeah, I get to fight in 'Eclipse.' My trainer is teaching me MMA right now. So. Cool.
Indeed, the acknowledgement of God is not synonymous with religion.
Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.
Even now I remember those pictures, like pictures in a storybook one loved as a child. Radiant meadows, mountains vaporous in the trembling distance; leaves ankle-deep on a gusty autumn road; bonfires...
The really frightening thing about middle age is the knowledge that you'll grow out of it.
Key the mind, and set the soul free.