What you burnt, broke, and tore is still in my hands. I am the keeper of fragile things and I have kept of you what is indissoluble.
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.
One day you will wake up and there won't be any more time to do the things you've always wanted. Do it now.
Great abundance of riches cannot be gathered without the help of many others.
Theodore H. White
The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.
What you burnt, broke, and tore is still in my hands. I am the keeper of fragile things and I have kept of you what is indissoluble.
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.
One day you will wake up and there won't be any more time to do the things you've always wanted. Do it now.
Great abundance of riches cannot be gathered without the help of many others.
Theodore H. White
The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.