The Basis Of Everything, Of All Knowledge,

But Hurting Ourselves To Inflict Pain On Others Is Just Another Cry To Be Loved.

Sacrifice Is A Part Of Life. It's Supposed To Be. It's Not Something To Regret. It's Something To Aspire To.

If We Tend To The Things That Are Important In Life, If We Are Right With Those We Love, And Behave In Line With Our Faith, Our Lives Will Not Be Cursed With The Aching Throb Of Unfulfilled Business. Our Words Will Always Be Sincere, Our Embraces Will Be Tight. We Will Never Wallow In The Agony Of ‘i Could Have, I Should Have’. We Can Sleep In A Storm. And When Its Time, Our Goodbyes Will Be Complete.

A Little Girl Came Home From School With A Drawing She'd Made In Class.she Danced Into The Kitchen ,where Her Mother Was Preparing Dinner. "mom,guess What ?" She Squealed Waving The Drawing . Her Mother Never Looked Up. "what"? She Said ,tending To The Pots. "guess What?" The Child Repeated ,waving The Drawings. "what?" The Mother Said , Tending To The Plates. "mom, You're Not Listening" "sweetie,yes I Am" "mom" The Child Said "you're Not Listening With Your Eyes

When You're Rotten About Yourself, You Become Rotten To Everyone Else, Even Those You Love.