While they want to be sombre and mourn over spilt milk, I have cleaned the floor and I’m laughing at the way the person slipped before spilling the milk.
Is it my fault for learning from the situation, accepting my fate, finding the funny, then moving on?
To your friends, you never change. You are either tall or short, wise or foolish, dark or fair, gentle or hyper. Despite your efforts to change yourself, your closest friends will seem like the last to notice.
When you come too close to the tree, you stop seeing the forest. You only see the trees. We may give without loving, but we cannot love without giving. Just because you’re not paranoid doesn’t
Life is a Theatre. There are play-makers and play-viewers, but more of play-viewers than play-makers.
Life is Short. It is not how long, but how well.