1 day child fish ask da mother fish:Mom y we cant live on Earth ......Da Mother fish said 2 her child fish:Dear ....itsnot a place 4 fish...its a place of selfish...

The things that will destroy America are prosperity-at-any-price, safety-first instead of duty-first, the love of soft living, and the get-rich-quick theory of life.

If a man should importune me to give a reason why I loved him, I find it could no otherwise be expressed, than by making answer: because it was he, because it was I.

If a man should importune me to give a reason why I loved him, I find it could no otherwise be expressed, than by making answer: because it was he, because it was I.

So, what is love then? does it sing like the hymns of a thousand years, or is it just pop emotion? And if it ever was here and it left, does it mean it was never true?

Oh shes nice, shes kind, Innocent too. Shes probably pretty The right one for you So Just forget me: Im only a friend Though Ill be with You Until the end Only a friend

Ours is a world of nuclear giants and ethical infants. If we continue to develop our technology without wisdom or prudence, our servant may prove to be our executioner.

Take my hand And lead me to salvation Take my love For love is everlasting And remember The truth that once was spoken To love another person Is to see the face of God.

At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. You can love completely without complete understanding.

The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way we treat each other as human beings, not because of laws, but out of sincerity and generosity.

If we discovered we only had five minutes left to say all we wanted to say, every telephone booth would be occupied by people telling other people that they loved them.

Prosperity is a life experience in health, wealth and love. You are prosperous when you have the resources to do what youtruly want to do at the time you want to do it.

Life is short and we have never too much time for gladdening the hearts of those who are traveling the dark journey with us. Oh be swift to love, make haste to be kind.

Like all of us in this storm between birth and death, I can wreak no great changes on the world, only small changes for the better, I hope, in the lives of those I love.

Long hair is considered bohemian, which may be why I grew it, but I keep it long because I love the way it feels, part cloak, part fan, part mane, part security blanket.