By no amount of agile exercising of a wistful imagination could my mother have been called lenient. Generous she was; indulgent never. Kind, yes, permissive, never. In her world, people she accepted paddled their own canoes, pulled their own weight, put their own shoulders to their own plows and pushed like hell.
Maya AngelouI've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back.
Maya AngelouA great soul serves everyone all the time. A great soul never dies. It brings us together again and again.
Maya Angelou