I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows,
I believe that someone in the great somewhere, hears every word,
every time I hear a new born baby cry or touch a leaf or see the sky ......
then I know WHY I BELIEVE..
I do not wish to treat friendships daintily, but with the roughest courage. When they are real, they are not glass threads or frost-work, but the solidest thing we know.
I Have Come To Beleive That
All My Past Failure & Frustration Were Actually
Laying The Foundation For The
Understandings
That Have Created The New
Level Of Living
I Now Enjoy
