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
If you would cure anger, Do not feed it. Say to yourself: ‘I used to be angry every day; Then every other day; Now only every third or fourth day. ‘When you reach thirty days offer a sacrifice of thanksgiving to the gods
When guilt rears its ugly head confront it,
discuss it and let it go. The past is over.
It is time to ask what can we do right,
not what did we do wrong.
Forgive yourself and move on.
