Do the hardest thing on earth for you. ACT YOURSELF.
Regret is an appalling waste of time.
As in the physical world, so in the spiritual world, pain does not last forever.
I love the rain. I want the feeling of it on my face.
If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools.
September is different from all other months. It is more magical. I feel the strange chemical change in the earth which produces mushrooms is the cause, too, of the extra 'life' in the air - a resilience, a sparkle.