I see a poem as a multi-coloured strip behind peeling plaster, in separate, shining fragments.
Begin, be bold, and venture to be wise.
Why fear death? It is the most beautiful adventure in life.
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...
Deeply happy people are even thankful for the trials and tragedies they pass through.
Four minutes of eye contact brings people closer to each other better than everything else.
By drinking, a boy acts like a man. After drinking, many a man acts like a boy.
Don't be in temper, to leave so quickly, that I may be dying. But all too soon, the leaves and debris will gather elsewhere.
She made broken look beautifuland strong look invincible.She walked with the Universeon her shoulders and made itlook like a pair of wings.
Be an example to teach, be a role model to follow, and be a leader to emulate.
If I wanna die I may be awesome that I fear nothing. So I can do anything in this earth. Cause I am about to die. And If I start to do anything in this earth, the worst can be, I will die. This is the...