How tranquil it was, wading ankle-deep in flowers, pink snow, cascading, tumbling down, tingeing the earthen pathways
If we had to earn our age by thinking for ourselves at least once a year, only a handful of people would reach adulthood.
Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice. We all move, but are you going to move forward?
Sometimes it's hard to look at a flower, when your dying inside.
He had an answer to almost everything and he retired at an early age.
I don't want to be alone, I want to be left alone.
Colors are what trick the mind and our imaginations into buying things.
One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.
Bellybuttons are our link with the past.
Thinking makes man to be god & GOD to dwell in Man.
Use your youth to do something useful or unique or ultimate.