Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray. Lord Byron |
In the morning a man walks with his whole body; in the evening, only with his legs. Ralph Waldo Emerson |
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray. Lord Byron |
In the morning a man walks with his whole body; in the evening, only with his legs. Ralph Waldo Emerson |