It Must Be Awful To

We’re All Alive, But We Don’t Know Why Or What For; We’re All Searching For Happiness; We’re All Leading Lives Which Are Different And Yet The Same.

I Don't Think Of All The Misery, But Of The Beauty That Still Remains....my Advice Is: Go Outside, To The Fields, Enjoy Nature And The Sunshine, Go Out And Try To Recapture Happiness In Yourself And In God. Think Of All The Beauty That's Still Left In And Around You And Be Happy!

I Hid Myself Within Myself ... And Quietly Wrote Down All My Joys, Sorrows And Contempt In My Diary.

I've Found That There Is Always Some Beauty Left -- In Nature, Sunshine, Freedom, In Yourself; These Can All Help You.

This Week I've Been Reading A Lot And Doing Little Work. That's The Way Things Ought To Be. That's Surely The Road To Success.