Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow,
we must fail in order to know,
Sometimes our vision clears only after our
eyes are washed away with tears.
Diappointments are like road humps,
they slow you down a bit but you enjoy the smooth road afterwards.
Don''t stay on the humps too long. Move on !!!!!!
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.
