Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever remains to them?

When you hold your baby in your arms the first time, and you think of all the things you can say and do to influence him, it's a tremendous responsibility. What you do with him can influence not only him, but everyone he meets and not for a day or a month or a year but for time and eternity.

Birds sing after a storm. Why shouldn't we?

In my life, I am often reminded that there is a destiny that rules over us, because no one whom I know about or whom I read about seems to be completely happy during a long time.

I do not like candid pictures. They are so unattractive.

it is not tears but determination that makes pain bearable.

No one will ever feel sorry for me.