Sometimes our light goes out, but is blown again into instant flame by an encounter with another human being.
“At every party, there are two kinds of people–those who want to go home and those who don’t. The trouble is, they are usually married to each other.”
Some days I am a Goddess. Some days I am a wild child, and some days I am a fragile mess. Most days, I am a bit of all three, but every day, I am here, trying.
Much wisdom often goes with fewer words.
Why worry about tomorrow, when today is all we have?
Threats to freedom of speech, writing, and action, though often trivial in isolation, are cumulative in their effect and, unless checked, lead to a general disrespect for the rights of the citizen.
Sometimes our light goes out, but is blown again into instant flame by an encounter with another human being.
“At every party, there are two kinds of people–those who want to go home and those who don’t. The trouble is, they are usually married to each other.”
Some days I am a Goddess. Some days I am a wild child, and some days I am a fragile mess. Most days, I am a bit of all three, but every day, I am here, trying.
Much wisdom often goes with fewer words.
Why worry about tomorrow, when today is all we have?
Threats to freedom of speech, writing, and action, though often trivial in isolation, are cumulative in their effect and, unless checked, lead to a general disrespect for the rights of the citizen.