A child's life is like a piece of paper, on which every person leaves a mark. |
How beautiful it is to do nothing... and then rest afterwards! |
They tried to bury us. They didn't know we were seeds. |
What soap is for the body, tears are for the soul. |
When you follow in the path of your father, you learn to walk like him. |
Beauty Passes, wisdom remains. |
What is told in the ear of a man is often heard 100 miles away. |
He who lives without discipline dies without honor. |
I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders. |
Tension is who you think you should be. Relaxation is who you are. |