If you love a flower, dont pick it up. Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love. So if you love a flower, let it be. Love is not about possession. Love is about appreciation.
The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.
Each misfortune you encounter will carry in it the seed of tomorrows good luck.
In soloing - as in other activities - it is far easier to start something than it is to finish it.
Fantasy and reality often overlap.
The French complain of everything, and always.
If you love a flower, dont pick it up. Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love. So if you love a flower, let it be. Love is not about possession. Love is about appreciation.
The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.
Each misfortune you encounter will carry in it the seed of tomorrows good luck.
In soloing - as in other activities - it is far easier to start something than it is to finish it.
Fantasy and reality often overlap.
The French complain of everything, and always.