It is never good dwelling on good-byes, she said, it is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting
It is never good dwelling on good-byes, she said, it is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting
It is sometimes the man who opens the door who is the last to enter the room.
To others we are not ourselves but performers in their lives cast for a part we do not even know we are playing.
We often call a certainty a hope, to bring it luck.
Irony is the hygiene of the mind.
Blessed are those who give without remembering and take without forgetting.
Seeing through is rarely seeing into.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories