But men are men; the best sometimes forget.
بربك لا تبكِ بكاء المظلوم ! إن زرت أوطاني يوماً ولمحت نوافذ إنتظاري مغلقة وأبواب فقدي لك مؤصدة ، بربك لا تبكِ بكاء المظلوم ! إن إحتفلوا بيوم ميلادك وبحثت عن صوتي بينهم .. ولم تجده ؟ وبحثت عن هداياي من بين هداياهم ولم تصلك
When it rains, it pours but that isn’t a bad thing. Take advantage of the rain as it washes away all of the residues that the side effects left behind. As you confront your side effects, walk with pride, do not turn back, face them head-on. Nothing can faze you now because the rain is clearing your path. After the rain has washed away the side effects, their powers are watered down. Therefore, they can no longer interrupt your peace, kill your joy or steal your happiness. The side effects’ time has expired. It is time to put an end once and for all to carrying everyone’s dirty load. Leave them where they lie. Let them figure out their own messes and bad decisions. Take a breather and let it go. I bet the load is so much lighter!
I can't give a Professor love!
I think Captain Cousteau might be the father of the environmental movement.
The memory of things gone is important to a jazz musician.
When our hope is delayed, it is not cancelled.
I think that much of this was running in background as I contemplated whether or not to attend the PS 99 reunion, although I certainly anticipated that I would not; it smelled like death, not youth.
Emerson was such an important figure in our literary history, and in the moral and religious development of our people, that attention cannot be directed to him too often.
When you wear a mask and create a character, nothing will pigeonhole you faster.
I was so inspired by Beverly Cleary's funny and wonderful books.