The day before the last exam I can`t stop thinking about the fun afterwards.
A mothers arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we often might win, by fearing to attempt
The powers of the mind are like the rays of the sun when they are concentrated they illumine.
Love is in your heart.. Peace is in you nerves.. Truth is in your mind.
When you don't know what you believe, everything becomes an argument. Everything is debatable. But when you stand for something, decisions are obvious.
The day before the last exam I can`t stop thinking about the fun afterwards.
A mothers arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we often might win, by fearing to attempt
The powers of the mind are like the rays of the sun when they are concentrated they illumine.
Love is in your heart.. Peace is in you nerves.. Truth is in your mind.
When you don't know what you believe, everything becomes an argument. Everything is debatable. But when you stand for something, decisions are obvious.