Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.
I thought I was growing wings—but I was only growing old.
Your life is a canvas; paint it with passion, gratitude, and the vibrant colors of your unique expression.
All that we are is the result of what we have thought. The mind is everything. What we think we become.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
Jack Dixon
Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.
I thought I was growing wings—but I was only growing old.
Your life is a canvas; paint it with passion, gratitude, and the vibrant colors of your unique expression.
All that we are is the result of what we have thought. The mind is everything. What we think we become.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
Jack Dixon