My scars tell a story. They are a reminder of times when life tried to break me, but failed. They are markings of where the structure of my character was welded.

Expect more get less and feel sadness Or expect less get more and feel happiness

I look at life as an adventure. Each new chapter brings new opportunities.

I sing to use the waiting, My bonnet but to tie, And shut the door unto my house; No more to do have I, Till, his best step approaching, We journey to the day, And tell each other how we sang To keep the dark away.

To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,One clover, and a bee,And revery.The revery alone will do,If bees are few.

The greater a man's - or boy's - ignorance of the world, the more certain he is that he sits in the center of that world.