There's so many different worlds.
Yes, ever since antiquity, the day after Friday has been Saturday.
People from different cultures have different definitions for beauty. Isn't that sad to judge others with our standards. . . rather than appreciate them?
When you close the book, does the story end? No! That's such a bland way to read. Every story goes on forever in our imaginations, and its characters live on.
All things pass. . . Perhaps the passage of time is a kind of healing, or a kind of salvation granted equally to all people.
When someone is force to realize that the road he'd been working hard to make progress on was no different from the place he'd started, and when he realized that he had in fact gone backward, all that person can do is face the pale sky and lament.
There’s a different flavor to children’s literature you read after you grow up than there was reading it as a child. Things that were sweet as a child become bitter once you grow up.
Happy, thrice happy shall they be pronounced hereafter, who have contributed any thing, who have performed the meanest office in erecting this stupendous fabrick of Freedom and Empire on the broad basis of Independency; who have assisted in protecting the rights of humane nature and establishing an Asylum for the poor and oppressed of all nations and religions.
I was enough of an acrobat and a gymnast and a dancer and everything else so that I could handle the kung fu, because it's just choreography.
Stop leaving and you will arrive, Stop searching and you will see, Stop running away and you will be found.
Changing a habit is hard work. But it's harder to find work that would be more fulfilling