Remember, it's still a mystery to be an adult. If you knew it all before eighteen, you'd have nothing to look forward to.
~ Carew Papritz
Money - it can buy you a moment of glee but not a lifetime of happiness.
Rain. Tumble, bumble and, fall on me. Any old day, any old way. Come for a visit, or come for a stay. Rain, rain, don't go away.
Money can buy you everything to fill your time but it cannot buy time itself. And things are definitely not time.
So curious you must be. Like little calves poking their heads through the fence with big eyes and a headful of curiosity.
Remember, life is too short to be spent dancing with idiots.
And Sometimes I Feel as if I'm Only a Doorman Awaiting the Arrival of her Royal Majesty.
Read what you like, not what you're told to like. That way you'll read for a lifetime.
Get someone-anyone-to read books to you. Having books read to you at any age is the supremo ultimato of living.
Heavy rains and a good book. A perfect extravagance.
Rain with an umbrella while holding hands with your lover is damned sure nice.
And I don't care what age you are, kissing in the rain is the best.
How much better does being alive get then sitting beside a warm fire amidst a misty rainy morning.
Rain with no shoes is just as much fun as rain with big rubber galoshes.
Summer, dropping so easily a delicious everything upon your skin and lips. Like a never-ending kiss—taunting, deep, and luscious. The sun. The heat. The thousand echoes of a timelessness before time, when every day seems longer than the next and no day seems likely to ever truly end. Summer.
Money. It fits around your neck like some permanent noose. always waiting for your next misstep.
Summer, dropping so easily a delicious everything upon your skin and lips. Like a never-ending kiss - taunting, deep, and luscious.
The Number One Rule of Working Is: DO THE BEST WORK YOU CAN. Why do anything but your best? What's the point?
As I see it, you GET married - but you MAKE a marriage.
So How Much of a THING or THINGS is Enough? And if you have EVERYTHING, have you achieved perfect HAPPINESS?
Be the same person- with or without money.
Wake up. Be thankful. For whatever happens on this day, you are endlessly given the chance to start again-to be alive. And all of us should wish for that.
What good is an “I LOVE YOU” If said only when you have to?What good is it to ride a horse if you cannot gallop?What good is it to believe in someone if you doubt your own belief?
What good is an “I love you” if said only when you have to?
In reality, Little Ones, there are two winters. One made for kids; the other for adults. The one made for adults is always too cold and always too long. The one made for kids is always perfect. A kid winter is an endless and wild snow carnival where all the rides are free.
Kids are kids and not little adults. They're watching and listening to you all the time. They're figuring out the game plan but still don't know all the rules. Talk straight to them and they'll respect you for it.
I wish I could wrap up the glitter star-green of this moment and hand it to you like an angel gift. Give you the heat lightning flying in jagged silence over the distant mountains. And the smell of September prairie grass and the even fainter scent of October pine now descending . . .
