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And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that
bringeth forth his fruit in read more
And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that
bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not
wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.
A woman's always younger than a man of equal years.
A woman's always younger than a man of equal years.
Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with read more
Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.
Old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust,
and old authors to read.
Old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust,
and old authors to read.
There comes a time when you have to stand up and shout:This is me damn it! I look the way read more
There comes a time when you have to stand up and shout:This is me damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me... or leave me. Accept me - or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like less of a person, just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be and don't try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone will make that decision.When you are strong enough to love yourself 100%, good and bad - you will be amazed at the opportunities that life presents you.
The follies which a man regrets most in his life are those which he didn't commit when he had the read more
The follies which a man regrets most in his life are those which he didn't commit when he had the opportunity. -Helen Rowland.
I find that a man is as old as his work. If his work keeps him from moving forward, he read more
I find that a man is as old as his work. If his work keeps him from moving forward, he will look forward with the work.
In old age we are like a batch of letters that someone has sent. We are no longer in the read more
In old age we are like a batch of letters that someone has sent. We are no longer in the past, we have arrived.
That man never grows old who keeps a child in his heart
That man never grows old who keeps a child in his heart