It is not an act of bravery to try to save your own village. It is an instinct to protect what you possess. Bravery is when you step in to help when you have nothing to lose.
Everything seems simpler from a distance.
To have strength without knowing how to use it means nothing.
Beauty exists where you least expect to find it.
To read and write will help you understand life. . .to sew and mend will help you survive it.
Don’t you think every face tells its own story? Like a book? More like a poem. If you study it long enough, you’ll soon find its meaning.