Intuition is the voice of the spirit within you.

She enjoys rain for its wetness, winter for its cold, summer for its heat. She loves rainbows as much for fading as for their brilliance. It is easy for her, she opens her heart and accepts everything.

There is no disgrace in peace. There can never be dishonor in peace.

Dreams can be relentless tyrants.

If you would have peace, genuine peace, you must accept all the aspects of your personality and learn to be comfortable with them.

I'm Irish!...When I feel well I feel better than anyone, when I am in pain I yell at the top of my lungs, and when I am dead I shall be deader than anybody.

happy women get softer and rounder.