Your dreams are not frivolous wishes; they are whispers of your soul calling you to action.
Accept what is, let go of what was, and have faith in what will be.
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book... or you take a trip... and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating.
There are two means of refuge from the misery of life — music and cats.
I hold a beast, an angel, and a madman in me.
Intellectual property has the shelf life of a banana.
Your dreams are not frivolous wishes; they are whispers of your soul calling you to action.
Accept what is, let go of what was, and have faith in what will be.
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book... or you take a trip... and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating.
There are two means of refuge from the misery of life — music and cats.
I hold a beast, an angel, and a madman in me.
Intellectual property has the shelf life of a banana.