Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. 'Pooh!' he whispered.
Happiness cannot be travelled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude.
Without noticing were doing it, we treat the future as intrinsically more valuable than the present. And yet the future never seems to arrive.
The enemy is a great teacher.
I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me.
The holy passion of friendship is so sweet and steady and loyal and enduring a nature that it will last through a whole lifetime if not asked to lend money.
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. 'Pooh!' he whispered.
Happiness cannot be travelled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude.
Without noticing were doing it, we treat the future as intrinsically more valuable than the present. And yet the future never seems to arrive.
The enemy is a great teacher.
I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me.
The holy passion of friendship is so sweet and steady and loyal and enduring a nature that it will last through a whole lifetime if not asked to lend money.