I refuse to be burdened by vague worries. If something wants to worry me, it will have to make itself clear. – Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com Category: Worry
We have to fight them daily, like fleas, those many small worries about the morrow, for they sap our energies. – Etty Hillesum Category: Worry
The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. – Jean Cocteau Category: Death
Love is like a butterfly: It goes where it pleases and it pleases wherever it goes. – Author Unknown Category: Butterflies
He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternitys sun rise. – William Blake Category: Life
One reason the human race has such a low opinion of itself is that it gets so much of its wisdom from writers. – Wilfrid Sheed Category: Wisdom
