Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
A boy & A girl
Can be just Friend
But
At one point or anothr
One of them will fall for the other,
May be temporarily,
May be at wrong time,
May be too late,
Just may be
... Forever ... =O
Worry Litle Bit Evryday
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In a Lyftym U''ll Lose a
Couple Of Years
If Sumthng Is Wrong,
Fix It If U Can
But
Train Urself Not 2 Worry
worry Never Fixes
Anything ...
In the attitude of silence the soul
finds the path in a clearer light,
and what is elusive and deceptive
resolves itself into crystal clearness.
Our life is a long and arduous quest
after Truth.
There Is A Garden In Her Face,
Where Roses And White Lilies Blow;
A Heavenly Paradise Is That Place,
Wherein All Pleasant Fruits Do Grow.
There Cherries Grow That None May Buy,
Till Cherry Ripe Themselves Do Cry