If the stars should appear but one night every thousand years how man would marvel and adore.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast.
Sometimes, carrying on is the superhuman achievement.
The purpose of compassion is not just to provide help and support, but also to bring happiness and peace to others.
Information is cheap, understanding rare, wisdom priceless.
To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end of life.
If the stars should appear but one night every thousand years how man would marvel and adore.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast.
Sometimes, carrying on is the superhuman achievement.
The purpose of compassion is not just to provide help and support, but also to bring happiness and peace to others.
Information is cheap, understanding rare, wisdom priceless.
To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end of life.