I am going to make like a baby and head out of this mother’
Life is not about where you arrive or the destination you intend to end up at. Life is about the dirt road and trails that got you there.
| When you no longer exist to change, then you no longer exist, because living is found in the journey and death arrives with you at the destination. |
In life, the hardness of the butter is always proportional to the softness of the bread.
Save a plant . Eat a vegetarian.