“Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.” ” There once was a moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could not see. The sun so radiant, he burns so bright.
Human happiness and human satisfaction must ultimately come from within oneself. -Dalai Lama XIV People that have wronged me in life numerous times, I haven't forgotten about you. But I am slowly recovering from what you have done.