froMaywithLove

“Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.”

Maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather what we're capable of when we least expect it.

Deserve your dream.

Humans, not places, make memories.

It is good people who make good places.

What matters in life is not what happens to you but what you remember and how you remember it.

You confuse love with admiration.

Maturity, one discovers, has everything to do with the acceptance of 'not knowing'.

They say when you meet the love of your life, time stops, and that's true. What they don't tell you is that when it starts again, it moves extra fast to catch up.

We are made of stardust; why not take a few moments to look up at the family album?

When I read a book I seem to read it with my eyes only, but now and then I come across a passage, perhaps only a phrase, which has a meaning for ME, and it becomes part of me.

You see, it seems to me, one's like a closed bud, and most of what one reads and does has no effect at all; but there are certain things that have a peculiar significance for one, and they open a petal; and the petals open one by one; and at last the flower is there.

When one wishes to play the wit, he sometimes wanders a little from the truth.

It is such a secret place, the land of tears.