My mother was so house proud that when my father got up to sleepwalk she had the bed made by the time he got back.
All these words are just a front. What I would really like to do is chain you to my body, then sing for days & days & days.
Now is the time to understand That all your ideas of right and wrong Were just a child's training wheelsTo be laid aside When you finally live With veracity And love.
What is this precious love and laughter budding in our hearts? It is the glorious sound of a soul waking up!
How did the rose ever open its heart and give to this world all of its beauty? It felt the encouragement of Light against its being; otherwise we all remain too frightened.
God disguised as myriad things, and playing a game of tag has kissed you and said, "You're it. I mean you're really it. Now it does not matter what you believe or feel. For something wonderful, something major-league wonderful, is someday going to happen. "
Remember for just one minute of the day, it would be best to try looking upon yourself more as God does, for She knows your true royal nature.
I'm a first generation American. My mother is Italian and Russian and a lot of other things, and my father is Uruguayan. In fact, my mother's been married twice, and both men were Uruguayan. So I grew up in a very EuropeanLatin American-influenced home.
The quality of a leader cannot be judged by the answers he gives, but by the questions he asks.
Muscle cells strengthen in response to intense exercise - whether you're 18 or 88. But the intensity is what's lacking in most people's workouts. And there are doctors who'll give you the advice, "Well, don't push it. "
Try being my size and going into a public restroom.