What can a fallen star wish for, but it fulfills other's wishes, is it not?

People forget history nowadays, he lamented, that is what the ego does, making one the prisoner of one's inflated present, ignoring the humble past one has lived.

Why one enjoys maternal grandparents more than the paternal ones, i have never understood, but it was like that for me.

He is too presumptuous about the inanities of appearances, poor realities gone for a toss.

One needs longing to live and enemies make one long for them.

His failure became my destiny

History tells creativity is a result of Soul song.

The words explain us all, each having a meaning in a meantime: every time for a lifetime.

An orchestra of temple bells and chanting erupted suddenly like a pleasing drizzle.

Mr. Rip Wan winkle, be a star that twinkle.

Indeed you have what it takes to care like a mare, but can misters br one?

Think bigger It makes a profit

It was my letting go that gave me a better hold.

You belong to the earth and the earth is hard.

Wishing of all strategies, is the worst.

We offer you the landscape of your birth -- Exquisite and despoiled. We all share blame. We cannot ask forgiveness of the earth For killing what we cannot even name.

Books are but stepping stones to show you where other minds have been.

No distance is too far.

The talents of an artist, small or large, are God-given... They are a sacred trust.

I always have to be writing.

He is greatly honored by the time we take to weigh with mature deliberation matters having to do with his service, as are all those with which we deal.