The art of living does not consist
in preserving and clinging
to a particular mood of happiness,
but in allowing happiness
to change its form without
being disappointed by the change;
for happiness, like a child,
must be allowed to grow up.
The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own. You don''t blame them on your mother, the ecology, or the President. You realize that you control your own destiny
A mud pot filled wid Milk will alwayz rank higher than a Gold pot filled wid POISON...
Its not our outer glamour but our inner virtues that make us VALUABLE!
When Your Way Comes Darkest . . . When Your Eyes With Tears Are Dim . . . Go To GOD, Tell all Your Troubles To Him. . . The Soul Would Have No Rainbow If The Eyes Had No Tears. .
