Work is the nearest thing to happiness that I can find.
Trees and plants always look like the people they live with, somehow.
Oh to be a pear tree โ any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!
If you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.
It is easy to be hopeful in the day when you can see the things you wish on.
It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.