The truth can both lift up and knock down.
I gotta pound the keys for the ideas to flow.
If I ruled supreme, there would be big problems.
Isn't it fascinating how long a few minutes seem when you are completely alone with not a familiar face in sight?
Why did I keep hitching myself to dreams as big as that Montana sky? I was like Rooster Jim's chickens, with no way to fly that high.
The wren and the nightingale sound nothing alike, but think how dull the world would be without the songs of both birds.-Miss Kanagawa