But my darling was as frail as a bird. She died nine days later. After sixty-one years together, she simply clutched my hand and exhaled. Although
Manners and politeness will never become old-fashioned.
Bashfulness is an ornament to youth, but a reproach to old age.
You haunt my days and dreams.
Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice. We all move, but are you going to move forward?
I consider my mom and all my sisters my friends.
Your dreams and your imagination are the keys to ART so capture all of yours in this notebook.....
I think you have to be cool to be a good flirt, and I don't think I'm very cool.
Use your youth to do something useful or unique or ultimate.
My father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days...
The beauty of having faith, is that no matter what the time of day, whether it be day or night I know that someone is always there with me to give me comfort.It doesn't matter whether it is Buddha, Go...