Save your golden days as time goes byBefore golden years expire

As I think therefore I amAm I more if I think more?

Coming down life's highwayAt ninety mile an hour I want to slideWith bad brakes and bald tiresInto my final parking space

Do your thoughts continue and repeat a cycle Seed, growth, bloom, and seed again

Life doesn't revolve around youIt revolves around those you love

Thankful another tomorrow greetsAs I drink from cup of time And prepare to lock the door behind meand leave it to others

When you build a house You nail down memories Paint and stain the fabric of time

There is nothing to fearFrom your reflection

Life is the night skyAll the dots of stars are happiness

Each day is always breaking out anew Aspirations swirling round what you do

We learn and grow Always building on what we know

Sides, i don't like the posed pics.They're not the real person.They're a reflection of what the person wants the world to think of her-not what she really is.

Restaurants are like kids. You hope you understand their innate gifts, and then you let them realize their aspirations.

You always want to win. That is why you play tennis, because you love the sport and try to be the best you can at it.

It's good not only to realize that you can't please all of the people all of the time, but that you don't want to. There's a certain type of reader that you don't ever want to write for.

I am very comfortable with conflict, be it of the legal or mortal kind. My father was a mediator, a bridge maker. I am a grave maker.

Memories are not just about the past. They determine our future.

The beginning of the end can feel a lot like the middle when you are living in it.

I think there's nothing sadder than a pro athlete who plays past his prime.

A library card is good to have, you can never have too much ID.

Reality is rarely what we imagine. Great and noble things do not always happen for great and noble reasons.