Author Unknown When I come to the end of my journey and I travel my last weary mile, just forget, if you can, that I ever frowned and remember only the smile. Forget unkind words I have spoken; remember some good I have done. Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered and sometimes fell by the […]

by Jodi Picoult This is what I like about photographs, they’re proof that once, even just for a heartbeat, everything was perfect.

by: Kahil Gibran Only when you drink from the river of Silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, Then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, Then you shall truly dance.