Somewhere you are holding the person I love," the boy said. "So, when I look out over your sands, I am also looking at her. I want to return to her, and I need your help so that I can turn myself into the wind.

A flower is not better when it blooms than when it is merely a bud; at each stage it is the same thing — a flower in the process of expressing its potential.

We don’t have to know everything at once. We just do one thing at a time, as it is given us to do.

Ask yourself why was I put on this earth? You will know the reason...

Written By Anastasia purea

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