The only way to tell the truth is to speak with kindness. Only the words of a loving man can be heard.
I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give
Take it easy — but take it.
Our deepest wishes are whispers of our authentic selves. We must learn to respect them. We must learn to listen
The only way to tell the truth is to speak with kindness. Only the words of a loving man can be heard.
I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give
Take it easy — but take it.
Our deepest wishes are whispers of our authentic selves. We must learn to respect them. We must learn to listen