Promise YourselfTo be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet.To make all your friends feel that there is something worthwhile in them.To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true.To think only of the best, to work only for the best and to expect only the best.To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.To wear a cheerful expression at all times and give a smile to every living creature you meet.To give so much time to improving yourself that you have no time to criticize others.To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.To think we'll of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud word, but in great deeds.To live in the faith that the whole world is on your side, so long as you are true to the best that is in you.
Friends are like underwear .... Some crawl up your ass... Some snap under pressure... Some don t have the strength to hold you up... Some get a little twisted... Some are your favorite... Some are cheap and just plain nasty... And some actually do cover your ass when u need them too.
Dear Aunt Loretta,Thank you so much for the awesome pants How did you know I wanted that for Christmas?I love the way the pants look on my legsAll my friends will be so jealous that I have my very own pants. Thank you for making this the best Christmas everSincerely, Greg
We said we'd be friends.He looks confused. Yeah.I don't want to be.There's space between us, and in that space there's darkness. I take another step, so close that we share a breath. The same one. In and out.Tess, he says. I know it's a warning, but I don't care.What's the worst thing that can happen?It'll hurt, he says.It already hurts.He nods very slowly. And it's like there's a hole in time, as if everything stops and in this one minute, where we look at each other so close, is spread out between us. As he leans towards me, I feel a strange warmth filtering through me. I forget that my brain is full of every sad face at every window I've ever passed.
Books are the most wonderful friends in the world. When you meet them and pick them up, they are always ready to give you a few ideas. When you put them down, they never get mad; when you take them up again, they seem to enrich you all the more.