You don't find love, it finds you. It's got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what's written in the stars.
You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul.
What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity.
Forgiveness is a two-way street. When you forgive others, you forgive yourself.
Your life is a canvas; paint it with love, kindness, compassion, and the colors of your authentic self.
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy
You don't find love, it finds you. It's got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what's written in the stars.
You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul.
What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity.
Forgiveness is a two-way street. When you forgive others, you forgive yourself.
Your life is a canvas; paint it with love, kindness, compassion, and the colors of your authentic self.
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy