Honesty is a word
that is hardly ever spoken
Deceit is a word
that makes hearts broken
Love is a read more

Honesty is a word
that is hardly ever spoken
Deceit is a word
that makes hearts broken
Love is a word
spoken many, many times
Hate is a word
that brings out prejudiced crimes
Trying is a word
actions taken that are confusing
Giving-up is a word
not or winning but of losing
Beginning is a word
that means a new start
Forever is a word
that doesn't play its part
Breeze is a word
talking about the wind
Fresh is a word
telling how to begin.

We who lived in the concentration camps can remember
the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away read more

We who lived in the concentration camps can remember
the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their
last piece of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer
sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing:
The last of the human freedoms-to choose one's attitude in any given set
of circumstances, to choose one's own way.

People travel and wonder at the heights of mountains, at
the huge waves of the seas, at the long course read more

People travel and wonder at the heights of mountains, at
the huge waves of the seas, at the long course of
rivers, at the vast compass of the oceans, at the circular motion of the
stars, and they pass themselves without even wondering.

Small opportunities are often the beginning of great enterprises.

Small opportunities are often the beginning of great enterprises.

My attitude is never to be satisfied, never enough, never.

My attitude is never to be satisfied, never enough, never.

For what is done or learned by one class of women becomes, by virtue of their common womanhood, the property read more

For what is done or learned by one class of women becomes, by virtue of their common womanhood, the property of all women.

For a long time it has seemed to me that life was about to begin; Real
life. But there was read more

For a long time it has seemed to me that life was about to begin; Real
life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be got
through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt
to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these
obstacles were my life.

Most of us fall short much more by omission than by commission:
"While the world perishes we go our way: read more

Most of us fall short much more by omission than by commission:
"While the world perishes we go our way: purposeless, passionless,
day after day.".

Thinking is more stinking than drinking, but to feel is
for real.

Thinking is more stinking than drinking, but to feel is
for real.