“No steam or gas ever drives anything until it is confined. No Niagara is ever turned into light and power until it is tunneled. No life ever grows until it is focused, dedicated, disciplined.”
You won’t find it in her weakness; you’ll find it in yourself.
Climb cautiously—but don’t do it for me.
I’m not sure if I’m singing for the love of it or for the love of you;
long time coming, but now snow is gone
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map