One may understand the cosmos, but never the ego; the self is more distant than any star.
One may understand the cosmos, but never the ego; the self is more distant than any star.
When I walk with you I feel as if I had a flower in my buttonhole.
You can't build a reputation on what you're going to do.
Japanese Maple Your death, near now, is of an easy sort.So slow a fading out brings no real pain.Breath growing…