Keep your Chin up. People who look down never get much of an idea of the sky.
When the sun has set, no candle can replace it.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Thousands of candles can be lit from a single, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
Your life is a canvas; paint it with colors of love, compassion, and gratitude.
I consider myself comparatively sane after going through a difficult time.
Keep your Chin up. People who look down never get much of an idea of the sky.
When the sun has set, no candle can replace it.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Thousands of candles can be lit from a single, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
Your life is a canvas; paint it with colors of love, compassion, and gratitude.
I consider myself comparatively sane after going through a difficult time.