I think somehow we learn who we really are and then live with that decision.
The purpose of human life is to serve and to show compassion.
The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.
One needs something to believe in, something for which one can have whole-hearted enthusiasm. One needs to feel that ones life has meaning, that one is needed in this world.
Two girls discover the secret of life in a sudden line of poetry.
People are not as beautiful as they look, as they walk, or as they talk. They are only as beautiful as they love, as they care and as they share.
I think somehow we learn who we really are and then live with that decision.
The purpose of human life is to serve and to show compassion.
The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.
One needs something to believe in, something for which one can have whole-hearted enthusiasm. One needs to feel that ones life has meaning, that one is needed in this world.
Two girls discover the secret of life in a sudden line of poetry.
People are not as beautiful as they look, as they walk, or as they talk. They are only as beautiful as they love, as they care and as they share.