Anonymous

-Profound joy of heart is like a magnet that indicates the path of life. One has to follow it even though one enters into a way full of difficulties.

-Death is not a problem if you have lived first.

-The artist was not a special kind of person, but each person a special kind of artist.

-The trouble with slinging dirt is you lose ground.

-It’s a lot easier to lose friends than to influence enemies.

-No good deed ever goes unpunished.

-Even monkeys fall from trees.

-Be silent, still, aware. For their in our own hearts, the Spirit is at prayer. Listen and learn. Open and find. Heart wisdom.

-Poetry is the acute awareness of life.

-Water flows uphill towards money.

-Listen attentively and remember that true tales are meant to be transmitted; to keep them to oneself is to betray them.

-I sought my God and my God I could not find.
I sought my soul and my soul eluded me.
I sought my brother to serve him in his need,
and I found all three – my God, my soul and thee.

-Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.

-You teach what you need to learn.

-My Very Educated Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas.
How to remember the nine planets

-If you want to have friends, you must be friendly. If you want to make peace, you must be peaceful.

-Everyone is gifted – but some people never open their package.

-Whoever does not love his work cannot hope that it will please others.

-Every path may lead you to God, even the weird ones. Most of us are on a journey. We?re looking for something, though we?re not always sure what that is. The way is foggy much of the time. I suggest you slow down and follow some of the side roads that appear suddenly in the mist.

-Do first what you dread the most.

-Slow Dance
Have you ever watched kids
on a merry-go-round?

Or listened to the rain
slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.

Time is short.
The music won’t last.

Do you run through each day
on the fly?

When you ask “How are you?”
Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done
do you lie in your bed

With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?

You’d better slow down
Don’t dance so fast.

Time is short.
The music won’t last.

Ever told your child,
we’ll do it tomorrow?

And in your haste,
not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die

Cause you never had time
To call and say “Hi”?

You’d better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.

Time is short.
The music won’t last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift. thrown away.

Life is not a race.
Do take it slower

Hear the music
Before the song is over.

-A little nonsense now and then, is relished by the wisest men.
Anonymous