Our wings are small but the ripples of the heart are infinite.

Love yourself as you love your neighbour. If you love your neighbour with a heavy heart, love yourself too with a heavy heart.

Elle got up and walked over to the window. She put her hands up on the clear glass and surveyed the vast gardens below. Fiorins stood in clusters outside the castle-like structure. They whispered. Some...

How easy is it for one benevolent being to diffuse pleasure around him, and how truly is a kind heart a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity to freshen into smiles.