It is never too late to be what you might have been.
It is never too late to be what you might have been.
A good laugh is sunshine in the house.
We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence then, is not an act, but a habit.
A Dirge Rough wind, that moanest loud grief too sad for a song; wild wind, when sullen cloud knells all…
of course
I know.
Totally agree.