Your words have the power to create and to heal. Use them wisely.
Imagination is the highest form of research.
That man has reached immortality who is disturbed by nothing material.
How very little can be done under the spirit of fear.
I do not know what the heart of a bad man is like. But I know a good man's heart is terrible.
Let love fill your golden cup like sunbeams showering the earth. Let love flow to every corner of your soul. Let love tear up the gnarled roots of regret And nourish the tender seeds of your hope.
Your words have the power to create and to heal. Use them wisely.
Imagination is the highest form of research.
That man has reached immortality who is disturbed by nothing material.
How very little can be done under the spirit of fear.
I do not know what the heart of a bad man is like. But I know a good man's heart is terrible.
Let love fill your golden cup like sunbeams showering the earth. Let love flow to every corner of your soul. Let love tear up the gnarled roots of regret And nourish the tender seeds of your hope.