I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things… I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind. – Leo Buscaglia
Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy. – Leo Buscaglia
I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things… I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind. – Leo Buscaglia
Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy. – Leo Buscaglia
Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself. – Leo Buscaglia