“A mi lado o lejos de mi, siempre quiero verte feliz”
Whether one is twenty, forty, sixty, or eighty; whether you have succeeded, failed or maybe muddled along – life begins every morning! The greatest fact in your life is that it is rarely too late to get started on again. Biography simply overflows with inspiring samples of this truth. However discouraging your days may have been, save this thought burning brightly in mind: life begins the frases bonitas each morning!
Every morning when I get out of bed, the first thing I decide is: What do I want? Misery? Blissfulness? What am I planning to choose today? And it occurs that I always choose blissfulness. It is my choice, it’s my life.
Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for your better. And it is correct that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘What do I care if you find a summer; its warmth isn’t help to me now.’ Yes, evil often appears to surpass good. But then, regardless of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end on the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there can be a thaw. And so I must still need hope.
Be pleasant until ten o’clock each day and the other day will take care of itself.
To him whose elastic and vigorous thought keeps pace with all the sun, the morning is a perpetual morning.
May your joys be as bright as the morning, along with your sorrows merely be shadows that fade inside the sunlight of love. May you might have enough happiness to maintain you sweet, enough trials to hold you strong, enough sorrow to maintain you human, enough hope to keep you.
You’ve got to stand up every morning with determination if you’re going to go to bed with satisfaction.
Who will state whether one happy moment of love or perhaps the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning and smelling the fresh air, is just not worth every one of the suffering as well as which life implies.
What do you mean? Do you wish me a good morning, or imply it is often a good morning whether I want it or otherwise not; or which you feel good on this morning; or that it is a morning to become good on?
Morning is the best of all times within the garden. The sun is not yet hot. Sweet vapors rise in the earth. Night dew clings on the soil and makes plants glisten. Birds call to one another. Bees are actually at work.
We sleep, nevertheless the loom of life never stops, along with the pattern which has been weaving once the sun went down is weaving as it pertains up each morning.
When you rise each morning, give thanks for your light, on your life, on your strength. Give thanks for the food and for that joy of living. If you see silly to give thanks, the fault is in yourself.
I love the odor of juice boxes in the morning.
I want to find a stew that will give me heartburn immediately, instead of at three o clock each day.
As one gets older, it occurs that each day one fails to remember the airplane trip to be taken in a few hours or the lecture scheduled for the afternoon.
Good morning is a contradiction of terms.
Deseo que tu mirada no se borre jamás de mi mente, que siempre note tus caricias vivas en mis manos, que siempre conserve esos pequeños gestos tuyos que me hicieron amarte como lo hice.