One knows the petals, another the thorns, but neither comprehends the rose. |
The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid. |
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. |
Family is not blood, it's who is there for you in your best and worst of times. |
When you call someone a liar, and they are not, that makes you the liar, and you are only hurting yourself. |
At the bottom of another glass, at the end of another line; Trying to find your way to the front, balancing this life is a death-defying stunt. |
Is it really to much if all I ask for is to not be sad? |
My identity is my most important possession. |
Teaching - the art of closing your eyes as you learn the other with your heart. |
Whenever you evaluate something, you are evaluating yourself first for judgement is more than the exercise of your own subjectivity. |