Nothing can make our life, or the lives of other people more beautiful than perpetual kindness. ~ Leo Tolstoy
Good Timber
Good timber does not grow with ease. The Stronger the wind, the stronger the trees.
I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud by William Wordsworth
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I wandered lonely as a Cloud
That floats on high o’er Vales and Hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden Daffodils…