Old hands soil, it seems, whatever they caress, but they too have their beauty when they are joined in prayer. Young hands were made for caresses and the sheathing of love. It is a pity to make them join too soon.
Old hands soil, it seems, whatever they caress, but they too have their beauty when they are joined in prayer. Young hands were made for caresses and the sheathing of love. It is a pity to make them join too soon.
If a young writer can refrain from writing, he shouldn't hesitate to do so.
There are admirable potentialities in every human being. Believe in your strength and your youth. Learn to repeat endlessly to yourself 'It all depends on me.'
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories