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 |