The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance; the wise grows it under his feet.
When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults.
Adults are always asking little kids what they want to be when they grow up because they're looking for ideas.
What a distressing contrast there is between the radiant intelligence of the child and the feeble mentality of the average adult.
What people think of you is none of your business.
If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden.
If you think missing me is hard, you should try missing yo
Life is so short, so fast the lone hours fly, We ought to be together, you and I.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an ag
I think of you with every waking moment of my life and dream of you with every dream that I have; I miss yo