Is your face a beautiful blossom or a sweet torture? I have no complaints but my heart is tempted to let you hear of its sorrows.
A generous friend gives life for a friend let's rise above this animalistic behavior and be kind to one another
The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.
If you only say one prayer in a day make it Thank You.
What hurts the soul? To live without tasting the water of its own essence.
Speak with the language of love.