When I’m 80 years old and sitting in my rocking chair, I’ll be reading Harry Potter. And my family will say to me, “After all this time?” And I will say,
Every time she laughs she hopes he's watchig. Not so that he sees she's happy but maybe, just maybe he'll fall for her smile just as hard as she fell for his.
If you looked inside a girl you would see how much she really cries, you would find so many secrets and lots of lies but what you'll see the most is how hard it is to stay strong when nothing is right and everything is wrong
This, I'm afraid, is the end of my journey. It's alright old friend. In the end what matters isn't how long we lived, but how fully we lived. The good we've done, the friends we've made, the love we shared along the way. It's the Journey, Remeber that.
Don't worry about hard times because some of the most beautiful things we have in life come from changes and mistakes. Live with no regrets because everything happens for a reason.
To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance. To a friend, your heart. To a customer, service. To all, charity. To every child, a good example. To yourself, respect.
How do you let someone go? How do you understand that's alright, that everything changes? How do you find a way for that to make you feel good about life, instead of breaking your heart? The hardest thing you'll ever learn is how to say goodbye.
"Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on. "I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least – at least I mean what I say – that's the same thing, you know." "Not the same thing a bit!" said the Hatter. "You might just as well say that 'I see what I eat' is the same thing as 'I eat what I see'!"
Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe, a moment that will never be again. And what do we teach our children? We teach them that two and two make four, and that Paris is the capital of France. When will we also teach them what they are? We should say to each of them: Do you know what you are? You are a marvel. You are unique. In all the years that have passed, there has never been another child like you. Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers, the way you move. You may become a Shakespeare, a Michelangelo, a Beethoven. You have the capacity for anything. Yes, you are a marvel. And when you grow up, can you then harm another who is, like you, a marvel? You must work, we must all work, to make the world worthy of its children.
