At Christmas,
all roads lead home
Kategori: Words
Snowflakes
are kisses
from heaven
No winter
lasts forever;
no spring
skips its turn
Keep my anger from becoming meanness.
Keep my sorrow from collapsing into self-pity.
Keep my heart soft enough to keep breaking.
Keep my anger turned towards justice, not cruelty.
Remind me that all of this, every bit of it, is for love.
Keep me fiercely kind.
All I want
for Christmas
is June
The future
Eleonor roosevelt
belongs to those
who believe in the beauty
of their dreams
I have my standards.
bette midler
They’re low, but I have them
Those who’s hearts are pure
saint lucy
are temples of the Holy Spirit
Kindness is like snow
Kahlil Gibran
– it beautifies everything
it covers.
The best way to predict the future
Peter Drucker
is to create it