The road to hell is paved with adverbs.
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...
Sometimes it's hard to look at a flower, when your dying inside.
Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within everyb...
Change alone is eternal, perpetual, immortal.
Women who love themselves are threatening; but men who love real women, more so.
You are rich if your heart is filled with an abundance of love.
How is it possible that suffering that is neither my own nor of my concern should immediately affect me as though it were my own, and with such force that is moves me to action?
A stranger may find beauty in you yet.
True love is not a hide and seek game: in true love, both lovers seek each other.
Every corner and room of a house will carry memories, make these the most pleasurable times you shared with your family.